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My apologies for the short disappearance. Work and home overwhelmed me for a moment. I'll be around to finish out the game. Tirithon continues to take aim at the light turner hoping to take the bright light off the tiny row boat. Flurry of Arrows 1d20+2=17, 1d20+2=16 I'm pretty sure that...

Tirithon holds the arrow as he moves to the rear of the small craft. "Gla..." he trails off for a second "glad I took this." He removes the arrow from his chest slowly before drinking the potion. Cure Light Wound Potion: 1d8+1=8

Tirithon looks to both Amien and Galandra. "So I guess it's just the three of use against all of them." He throws his thumb in the direction of the lighthouse. "Let's see what they have for us." Tirithon moves to load the Light Ballista at the front of the small boat.

A little disappointed that the fighting is so far away, Grayson rushes out sword at the ready. Move: Double move to P15 Sorry, last time I checked the IC no enemies were on it.

Tirithon picks up one of the axes left behind by the dead pirates. "I'll take that I suppose." He then looks at the captain. "I'll be going ashore as well."

Tirithon pulls his hood back in place as the dwarf begins to talk. "So the Blackreef's are behind this. Let's just hope hes not a coward and shows himself next time." As Tirithon is going through the equipment he finds a Potion of Cure Light Wounds. "If no one objects I'll take this to replace...

Tirithon watches as his arrow hits the female spellcaster with a smirk that quickly disappears as he realizes it doesn't kill her. He places his bow around him and slowly turns to face Galandra. "Not today." He removes a potion from his pouch and holds the young woman's head upright. "Drink." He...

Tirithon rushes to the edge of the ship as the one orders the rowers to retreat and fires an arrow at the female pirate. Move- M13 Standard- Attack: 1d20+3=23, Crit Confirm: 1d20+3=19, Damae: 3d8+1=15 Initiative: +4, Senses: Perception +10, Low-light Vision Current Effects: None...

Tirithon watches the half-orcs axe get stuck in the rigging with a smirk that quickly fades as he watches Galandra succumb to the spell. "You can handle this?" Before the question leaves his lips he turns and makes his way to the bow of the ship. Move: M16 (route that does not provoke an AoO)...

Grayson straps his heavy wooden shield to his arm before drawing his longsword. He whispers a few words of prayer before cracking the door slightly so that he can easily see Oleg and the bandits as they enter the cooking area. I'll start at W18

Tirithon's eyes widen as the half-orc closes quickly but finds his feet to move out of the way and fires an arrow. "Can anyone summon a gust of wind to disperse the fog cloud?" Move- Acrobatics check to move to R15- 1d20+6=21 Standard- Attack (Point Blank Shot)- 1d20+3=16, Damage- 1d8+1=5...

Tirithon notches the two arrows quickly and lets them fly as his attention is also drawn to the rear of the ship. "Sneaky bastards aren't they?" He replies to Amien. Attack Rower (Port Side of Row Boat) Flurry of Blows 1d20+2=21, 1d20+2=22 Crit Confirm 1d20+2=8 Damage 1d8=1, 1d8=6

Tirithon reacting quickly moves to the port side of the ship, bow still drawn and at the ready. "No need for the two of you to carry the fight." Move to R13 Initiative: +4, Senses: Perception +10, Low-light Vision Current Effects: None Move: 30' HP: 10/10 AC: 16 (Touch 16...

Grayson stops short of the stairs. "I forgot about the plan to set a trap. I would be fine with the trap." He turned and followed the stairs to his room.

"The plan is simple. The bandits show and if they refuse to take warning," a slight smile crosses his face "then we help them with their decision." Grayson takes a last draw from his ale and makes his way to his room.