At the Mission Station:
Geoffrey Blood displays his prowess, balancing finely on the chapel gable as he lunges with the point of his long sword and stabs again, another neat thrust, another neat death. The native archer rolling off the clay tiles and dropping silently onto the plaza floor. Of the two remaining one aims his arrow at the pirate, silhouetted against the moon. From such a short range he shouldn't miss...
native attack [1d20] = 3 arrow [1d6] = 4...but Geoffrey flicks a wrist swiftly to catch the shaft of the arrow in flight and send it away into the nights dark.
"Quick wrist action, must be practising in his bunk at night, mark that down will you Grimwald."notes Captain Lazarus obviously impressed. The other native with advantage over
Pascale who clings to the chapel guttering, bashes down upon the crown of her head and she falls unconscious to the floor below. The enforced relaxing of her body cushioning the hard landing on the plaza.
native attack [1d20] = 20 damage club [1d4] = 1
A retort of bolts from the settlers below and from the trading store up storeys fail to hit any of the natives.
heavy crossbow [1d20] = 11 [1d20] = 8 damage [1d6+1] = 6+1 = 7 [1d6+1] = 1+1 = 2
heavy crossbow [1d20] = 12 [1d20] = 10 damage [1d6+1] = 3+1 = 4 [1d6+1] = 3+1 = 4
Geoffrey continue in melee
Apart from the rooftop engagement the native assault has stalled and continues only in the forest with the chase after
Logan. The Captain organises the defences of the wall while Grimwald and Goldie drag the native dead outside the plaza grounds. Goldie smiles, his brace of gold teeth reflecting in the moonlight taking the opportunity to fill his pouch with the odds and sods of picking looted from the natives. He looks greedily at the shaman bonehead slain by Zoggrot then asks where the half orc is.
Zoggrot give me your actions please,
Elijah and
Pocc are in the main chapel.
"I tell you, this pox, this Lycan curse affecting these settlers was nought but judgement upon these shores. For Poseidon himself saw fit to wreck their ships and intended to take these down to the hoary depths. Their rescue was perdition for the island, Poseidon must be satisfied with their blood, lest a greater wrath befall all you heretical sinners! The prongs of the trident represent wrath and justice and err...more wrath!" the seafaring prophet takes to a pulpit and brings a wrathful condemnation upon the Sisters and those settler children present in the chapel. He is wide eyed and bellows across the chapel that the lycan curse should be rooted out and destroyed. He bashes the lectern with his fist and raises his trident to the air, rallying the youth to stand around him and seek out the errant Padre. The Sisters alarmed at this turn of events, like inciting a 'mutiny' upon a ships crew. One Sister points a long finger and calls for
"Silence!" (Casting Command upon Elijah,
spell saves [1d20] = 1). Elijah seems to be brought to his senses rather abruptly, after a long silence he calms himself and steps away from the altar table.
"Your pardon sisters, my rage and uncertainty got the better of me, I should be more circumspect. Maybe Padre Claude may offer an explanation?" HE goes to the baptistery full of Holy Water and fills his oiled water skin.
Pocc you note that Elijah's water skin is inscribed with various devotional runes.
Iggway Gweequay runs across the plaza and into the private chambers of Padre Claude. It is a simple extension built on the back of the chapel. A large reception and office room and some stone stairs rising to a curtained off bedroom above. The downstairs room is neat and Spartan. A small fireplace with old embers and some decorative implements surround the wall, paintings, tapestry, a mirror. A native woven carpet lines the floor tiles and the table seems to double as writing desk judging by the inkpots and melted candlesticks on the surface. Taking a little time to get your bearings once more, you find several vellums in tray marked 'pending' and believe that these notes at least cover the research and scribing of a Remove Curse incantation.
(Do you wish to search for or through anything else or hurry back?)
okay, next action and verbals please.