Scotley
Hero
OOC: Sorry you must have posted right after I did and I missed it.
The look outs are hampered by the fog, a smell of whale blubber and green fir branches also comes to you suggesting they are enhancing the fog with smoke. The first sign of the attack comes as a fight of hurled harpoons comes out of the fog on the seaward side. Half a dozen men are wounded or killed by the incoming missiles. A brace of them would have stuck in Remona's chest, but Michael catches a glimpse of flickering force magic as her shield spell turns them aside. The splash of oars can be heard, but the enemy is not yet visible.
The look outs are hampered by the fog, a smell of whale blubber and green fir branches also comes to you suggesting they are enhancing the fog with smoke. The first sign of the attack comes as a fight of hurled harpoons comes out of the fog on the seaward side. Half a dozen men are wounded or killed by the incoming missiles. A brace of them would have stuck in Remona's chest, but Michael catches a glimpse of flickering force magic as her shield spell turns them aside. The splash of oars can be heard, but the enemy is not yet visible.