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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Express" data-source="post: 1673596" data-attributes="member: 19166">The Albino (con't)Olladra favors the brave...Olladra favors the brave....The ancient cants ran through my mind.The Albino rushed Dorbo, obviously upset at his attack. It collided with the rear mast and swiped at him, barely missing the gnome’s red tinged scalp. Bynara reached to get another arrow. “Get out of the way, you fool.” she cursed. “Can’t you count how many arms its got?”  Dorbo obeyed, backing away like a scurrying rat.Olladra favors the brave.I ran to Dorbo to cover his retreat, causing Bynara curse at me. "I'm trying to shoot this thing damn you!" I ignored By and slashed at the Albino . My blow was rather weak.Bynara’s arrow struck the sahuagin in one of the arms. The Albino clawed at the projectile stuck in its body, quite unhappy. It growled in its language and looked in Bynara’s direction.Anvil must have still been in shock,  for his spell fizzled. Bynara nimbly tumbled to stay out of the range of the creature’s arms. Dorbo felt the top of his head to make sure his hair was still intact, and retreated too.Olladra favors the foolish. I let Dorbo retreat behind me. I placed a hand on him, and cast aid. The Albino was heading toward Byanra, she was still on the move. Olladra look upon us fools.The chase began across the blood stained deck. The sahuagin’s attention first was cast upon Bynara, whose arrows it must have viewed as an annoyance; most of her shots missed. Dorbo’s attacks with his wand then got its attention, and its talons finally caught up with him, slashing into the gnome’s back. I followed in a vain attempt to cut at the beast, but I was doing little damage. Im sure any spectator to the scene might have found it rather humorous. I didn’t.Olladra, are you watching?It was a stand off of sorts. The creature didn't do too much to hurt us, although I miscalculated on one go around and got clawed for my carelessness. For the most part, we stayed out of the creatures reach. But we weren't setting the world on fire either. Anvil’s grease slowed the Albino, but all we were doing was dancing with the creature. I thought we may need help. But no sailors had come up to the top of the castle. They must have been busy; I was standing close to the ships wheel and it was unmanned. As it stood now, we were under sail, and no one was steering the Swiftsure.The Albino was wounded, but looked to still have a lot of fight in it. I tried to think of a plan. Bynara looked frustrated, Dorbo tired and wounded, and Anvil, well he had a far away in his green eyes.I attacked again and missed in my pursuit. I heard Anvil casting. Corvo flew off his master’s shoulder and headed toward the Albino. Olladra aids our ill conceived plans, giving fortune to the fortuneless.Corvo buzzed by the Albino’ head. The sahuagin arms swatted the air, but the small black bird zigged, zagged, and swooped. It cawed and with an outstretched talon struck the Albino’s head. Electricity crackled and surged through the Albino’s body. The shauagin roared, but instead of rage, it now howled in pain. Bynara smelled blood. “Finish it!” The sahuagin staggered, and the air filled with the stench of burnt flesh.  Arrows and magic missiles struck it. Inexplicably, the monster stood its ground; it made no attempt to retreat. Instead, it snapped its jaws and flailed violently at Corvo. Olladra..... Somebody.. I moved to attack, shouting in desperation to see the deed done. I thrusted, and saw a dark blur in the corner of my eye. My blade sank deep into its flesh. The Albino ceased its howling and crashed to the deck. I checked the stern and saw no more climbers. The Zephyr was now behind us; we were picking up speed. Dorbo limped to the ship’s wheel. I am sure he didnt know the first thing about steering a ship. Bynara put another arrow into the Albino, to make sure.I watched Anvil, who stood over Corvo’s broken form. The bird was quite dead. In a way, it was kind of funny. I mean, four familiars in four years. But the raven had turned the tide for us. Ruddy appeared at my side. “The sahuagin are retreating.” he said to me tiredly. “We’re underway, sir.” I just nodded. “Thanks be .....,” I murmured, remembering the beginning of the old litany. But couldn’t you have watched the damn bird too?</blockquote>

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