3.0rd Edition Power Game

[Thrarn Iranorn]

The captain turns to the group, and says "We need to sneak by them, but in order to do that, we'll need to distract them, so those of you with bows and such, keep folk away from that there navigator's wheel!" He then turns back to yell instructions to the sailors.

Oldum immediately loads his crossbow at the captain’s request as a thought pops into his head and he looks around for a lantern. If he doesn’t find one, he looks for a torch. Finding a piece of cloth whether it is from his belongings or an old piece somewhere on the ship, he wraps it around the bolt loaded in his crossbow. Putting some lantern oil onto the cloth, if its available, he lights the cloth with his flint and steel and fires at the attacking ship preferably somewhere that it will be hardest to get to and do the most damage.


OOC: I am assuming that this will take more than one round to do, so let me know if its feasible and if so when I can act again. If I cannot do this then let me know and I will edit my post.
Not sure what bonuses or penalties I would get on this attack so I rolled a straight 16 with nothing added or subtracted. Here is the link for that roll on Nadakas DiceBox

http://www14.brinkster.com/nadaka/experiments/DiceboxSearch.asp?FindValue=Oldum&SearchFor=UserName

 

[Thrarn Iranorn]

OOC: Looks like someone beat me to it....oh well. I will leave what I posted.

 

[Mithreander]

Easily coming into the range of the halflings crossbow, Oldum fires at the mast of the ship before it comes into range of Allen's magic.

The bolt, flaming with the burning rag, hits the mast of the ship, though it does not appear to catch. The pirates on the other ship, seeing what Oldum (and assumingly the rest) are planning on doing, start to fire back!

 

[Thrarn Iranorn]

Oldum watches his blot fly through the air and jumps with excitement when he sees it hit the mast “Yes!!!” He yells out but his demeanor changes when he sees the volley of arrows coming back from the pirates ship. “Head up!!” he screams out as he dives for cover.

 

[MeepoTheMighty]

Aramil moves to the left of the ship and surveys the scene. He brings his bow to bear and pulls an arrow back to his chin. After whispering in Elven, motes of shimmering blue light begin to dance along the surface of his bow. After a few moments of silent prayer, he takes aim and fires.

OOC: Casting Magic Weapon on my bow. I'll then begin taking shots, starting with the pirates closest to the wheel.

 

[Mithreander]

There's one! Hey, aren't you going to shoot too? comes the thoughts from the hawk as Allen begins to cast his spell.

Grasping the edges of heat from the surounding area, and multiplying it from the unknown agent that the gestures and words seemed to command, Allen felt the heat grow in his mind, warming his soul with an exileration that he always felt when dealing with magic. He almost wants to pull harder at that force to multiply the effect of the spell, to increase the sensations that he felt... but, at last, he molds as much of the energy that he can control. Clearing his vision, the red haired man focuses on his target and sends the roaring ball of flame at the just bellowing sails of the other ship. He smiles as he feels, more then sees, his creation first strike the sail, then hungrily, as if alive, start to eat and spread over the highly combustionable material.

That's when the arrows hit. Screams from sailors can be heard as confusion rained on the ship... Alen also feels a piercing pain in his arm, as an arrow skims it.

Oldum, diving for cover from the arrows, is narrowly missed and since he was diving for cover missed the fact that his burning bolt had just started to catch the mast on fire... though it seems minor compared to the blaze of Alen's spell.

Aramel, focusing on the magic, and feeling the curviture of the bow, mentally reinforcing it with power that Fenmarel bestowed upon him. Not for the first time, it seemed like sacralige to place such a devine charm on such an undeserving item... but then again, the same thing could be said for Aramil, himself. Glancing down at the calm wolf by his side, who seems to be watching the arrows with a calmness that defighs the situation, he is once more reminded of his sister.

The large barbarian, flies through the air, bowling over the captain, knocking him out of the way so that an arrow that may have ended his life missed instead. The large barbarian then rolles to his feet, Bjorn frees the shortbow from his back and starts to add arrows to the returning valloy from himself, Aramil, Oldum and Allen. The pirate ship passes, and can not catch back up do to it's burning sails, so unless the other craft rows, it looks like your craft is safe.

All together it looks like you hit at least 8 and killed at least 4 of those in the 18 seconds of the passing manuvour. 2 Sailors look to be seriously wounded, one of which still bleeds from an arrow in his chest, unconsious.

 

[Velmont]

There's one! Hey, aren't you going to shoot too? comes the thoughts from the hawk as Allen begins to cast his spell.

You see, I have better weapon than an arrow. Now we are safe, we have pass them and they won't follow us as they have lost their sails.

"Someone should take care of the sailor."

Allen looks at his arm. He grabs the arrow and pull it off. The pain looks heavy on the moment but it took only a second and Allen seems to be calm. He sits on the deck and lean on the mast.

"Good thinking Oldum, with that flaming arrow. I think I'll take a little nap."

The mage closes his eyes. the sun in the face, he smiles.

 

[MeepoTheMighty]

Aramil kneels down next to the unconcious sailor. He tears a strip of cloth off the man's shirt, carefully pulls the arrow out of the wound, and presses the cloth firm against the man's chest to halt the bleeding.

OOC: I'll try a Heal check to stabilize the sailor.

Result: 14

http://www14.brinkster.com/nadaka/Experiments/DiceBoxSearch.asp?FindValue=320&SearchFor=RollNum

If that's not enough to stabilize him, I'll drop Create Water to cast a Cure Minor Wounds.

 

[Mithreander]

After pouring devine energy into the sailor, Aramil's diety did what he could not, save the man.

Kaliska comes over while Aramil works on the sailor and layes her head down on the man's leg, looking up at Aramil as he works... seeming to smile at him.

(Please mark 667 xp on your characater sheets for that little encounter. Good job!)

 

[Velmont]

After half an hour of rest on the deck, Allan stand up.

"I think I take some rest, this combat have tired me."

Thank you for the help. Your information was helpfull. If you want something, I'll see what I can do to get it for you when we will hit the land. For now, I'll take some sleep.

The robed man walk to his cabin looking at the falcon flying in the sky.

How much damage did the arrow?