“Great, I love fire! How about you?” Llhuna calls out while stepping a little closer and raising her hand to form a tiny ball of fire out of thin air, which she promptly hurls towards the fleeing half-orc with the iron tusk.
The flaming sphere
impacts the half orc solidly,
scorching him badly.
Intoning a quick supplication to Brumhor, Dwarven ancestor-spirit of wayward children in desperate situations, Nuressa grits her teeth and tries, once again, to burst the nets.
"C'mon you motherless, oyster-soaked, good-for-nothing hemp!"
Weakened by her continued attempts, the rotted fibers
snap at last freeing the dwarf!
Smoke curling from his chest, Irontusk again bolts for freedom. He easily vaults the gap between the flaming barge and the next vessel.
The tarp covering the cargo on the second vessel slips free, revealing an unstable cargo of loosely packed coal. Irontusk
loses his footing and falls prone on the top of a coal pile.
Urkulyr sighs and takes a swing at the remaining hound, but
that dog won't hunt.
Kel continues a steady swimming stroke towards the burning barge that Irontusk is on.
"Kel! He's heading for the rowboat at the end of the line! Cut him off!" Eldred shouts.
He fires another bolt at Irontusk, but it seems without his magic,
he's unable to make a shot at this range.
The last dog facing Urkulyr lunges in again for another bite
but just misses.
OOC: It won't be long now. This chase is coming to an end.
Sorry about the slow posting this week. I started a new job, and then my internet connection was out for a couple days.
Things should be back to normal for a while though.
Same initiative once again.
Llhuna - 21
Nuressa - 20
Irontusk - 15
Urkulyr - 14
Kel - 8
Eldred - 5
Dog - 4