"Running from the law is a crime," Bimpnott intones with poorly-conceiled anger as he sees the creature attempt to fly towards the ceiling. The giant-kin reaches out and grabs the thing with a massive hand, trying to hold it down.
Although not Rules as Written, I am granting the Cloaker advantage as it is one size larger AND difficult to grasp AND, at the moment, actively trying to stay out of range. _: 1D20+3 = [4]+3 = 7
1D20+3 = [16]+3 = 19 and he still managed it.
Okay, Bimp, you are now HOLDING a cloaker. Good luck. @Kobold Stew it is your turn
Umbril cuts at the monster, his blades whistling. The closer to Bimpnott makes too tight a swing due to his companion's proximity, but the other cuts well.
you take 3 damage. I believe this takes you to 0. Until you receive healing or are stabilized, make death saves on your turn. 10 or higher, you succeed. Otherwise, you fail.
Umbrils' strike finds the Cloaker in Bimpnotts' arms but, as soon as it does, the firbolg releases the creature and slumps to the floor, unconscious.
The Cloaker quickly soars to the newest attacker, seemingly more intent on eliminating threats than anything else at the moment. The creature manages to bite Umbril and attaches itself to him again.