Tondrek - 17
T'Ranis - 13
Guardian - 12
Lori - 12
Caster - 11
Haltash - 11
Shadow - 8
Tondrek readies his scroll as he steps out onto the balcony. He aims the spell at a group of warriors that are pushing back some of Graff's men. Releasing the spell, four of the five fighters slump to the ground. Graff's men (including the one who was hit by the weakening spell) give Tondrek a quick salute before dashing to the ledge, getting ready to be picked up.
T'Ranis has already activated his psi armour ability, I believe (this is why I need to use Phoenix's table, lol!). He is able to start picking off foes, jumping in and out. He quickly knocks one armoured combatant down, and the group of men he is with are able to push back the armoured attackers. The few who even try to swing at T'Ranis are unable to land a hit.
Guardian joins a different group of Graff's men. While he isn't able to get a kill, he is able to use his blade adeptly enough to give them a moment's pause. A few soldiers start swinging at Guardian, but the attacks bounce off his armour.
Lori has activated her mage armour ability, as she makes her way to a safer position.
The sorceress on the airship points a finger at Guardian, and two bolts of bright orange energy scream over the heads of the combatants and slam into the warforged's armour, inflicting
10 points of damage against the knight.
She smiles smugly as the warforged reels.
Haltash activates his ability, and many of the warriors around against Graff's men seem to hesitate. A few pull back from the fight entirely.
Shadow pulls off a shot, and it whizzes by the sorceress's ear. At first, he thinks he completely missed her, but she quickly touches her ear, and looks at the red that is trickling on her fingers. She looks at Shadow, and her eyes widen in anger.
The Majestic gets even closer - perhaps on twenty feet from the edge of the building. You can clearly see Graff standing at the helm, his hair whipping about him as the ship gets closer and closer.
A few archers on the skycabs that are buzzing like a cloud of flies all over the tower begin to loose shots at Graff. You think there is no way he can avoid being hit - there are just too many archers. But any bolt or arrow that gets even close to the captain bursts into flame a few feet before hitting him, turning into ash before striking the furious half-elf.
Already, a few crewmen are throwing ropes to the ship. The tiny amount of men aboard the Majestic (who don't seem to have the same protection against arrows; they are doing their best to keep their heads down) quickly grab ropes and start securing them.
But the armoured warriors are pressing in.
"Don't let them escape!" the sorceress on the skycab screams, needlessly.
