OOC: Sorry for the map errors. Radoon had moved up 5 feet and Sa1 was down not Sa8. I will add a revised map to this when you are finished. Radoon did have a crit, so with extra damage his target is down.
Radoon moves forward and tosses two more deadly daggers leaving another Sahuagin bleeding on the deck. He is in turn attacked
twice (1d20+4=10, 1d20+2=20) resulting in a
bite (1d4+1=2) that just grazes his forearm; the creature unable to really sink his teeth into Radoon.
Marienna moves to help a fallen crewman with her healing magic.
Morwyn moves along the deck and delivers a powerful axe blow to a Sahuagin that had just missed the tumbling Rook. The creature turns to return his
attack (1d20+4=7, 1d20+2=13) but is unable to overcome Morwyn's defenses.
Rook tries to tumble past a couple of Sahuagin, but is hampered by fallen crewmen and coiled ropes. He somehow manages to avoid attempts by two Sahuagin to stab him. He ends up at the foot of the stairs to the forecastle. He recovers from the aborted tumble and manages a disemboweling slash of his sword against the startled Sahuagin guarding the stairs. The big powerful Sahuagin stares in disbelief at his open belly for an instant and then falls in a heap on the foot of the stairs. The remaining Sahuagin ignores the crewman he had been attacking to turn his fury on Rook. He
attacks (1d20+4=23, 1d20+2=21) viciously
stabbing (1d8+3=11) Rook under the left arm and sinking the tines of his trident deep into the black man's flesh.
Finn continues to work his way up and around the side of the ship a devious trick in mind.
A party of crewmen lead by the half-orc arms master of the ship is making its way up from below decks. They have downed a couple of Sahuagin that had made their way below and are now fighting their way up the stairs.
The crewmen still standing on deck now emboldened by the success of the party lay about with
Cutlass or Belying pin (1d20+2=9, 1d20+2=5), but are unable to penetrate the thick sharklike skin of the Sahuagin. A sling bullet from the crows nest bounces off the deck attesting to the fact that at least one halfling continues the fight from there.
The Sahuagin priest continues to hold forth his holy symbol and chants to the dark god of these foul creatures, while the crossbowman eyes Rook murderously as he quickly reloads his weapon. The spell caster weaves his hand in a mystical pattern and calls forth in his gutteral language the incantation that unleashes his power. He ends with a guesture toward the stairs and suddenly Rook finds his way blocked by a swirling cloud of mists that is stangly solid. (solid fog)