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[Innsmothe]

Stop drop roll
Pick up harpoon and sword&scabbard.

[miauw62]

((I am return.))
Kevin stabs the downed guard with his guisarme.

[Tomcost]

Sigmund drops and rolls, then uses the non-flammable materials of the store to extinguish the fire.

((Oh, entropy, the force that moves every RTD universe to chaos...))

[Xanmyral]

"Alright, good Mage Erin, here you are, nice and slow." Morton said as he moved closer to the bed and attempted to help Erin off of him, and onto the bed, a mixture of lifting and helping her move herself. Once Erin is in bed, Morton will give a thumbs up. "Good, good, enjoy your rest good Mage Erin, do you perhaps wish anything before I leave you to your rest?" If she does not need anything, Morton will make his way back to the deck with the others.

[Tomcost]

((Stabbing will do no effect on him, we need to sever his arms, so pick up the sword if possible, Miau. Also, we should take Niklas out of the store, just in case.))

[Harry Baldman]

In the back room of Brenwicke's Books...

Scott decides stop, drop what he's doing and then stop, drop and roll.

[Scott self-extinguishing roll: 1]

He has a peculiar way of doing this, to be honest. To be exact, he drops onto Niklas, who is not set on fire by virtue of kicking Scott away and into Kevin, who still adamantly refuses to be set on fire somehow. Go figure. At the end of it, he utterly fails to extinguish himself in any way. In fact, the fire seems to be quite engulfing him now.

Kevin, not really impressed, takes a stab at the guard on the ground.

[Kevin vs. Six-Armed Guard: 3+1 vs. 3+1-2]

He stabs at the guy's chest. He supposes it works, though the guard doesn't really react.

Sigmund, noticing a bit of a lull in the happenings of the room, tries to extinguish himself as well in a manner hopefully not entirely like Scott's.

[Sigmund self-extinguishing roll: 6]

He decides to actually roll down the stairs, as those would give him greater speed! Once he reaches the bottom and then rolls a little more, he is successfully extinguished. He casts a judgmental gaze at Scott.

[Scott endurance roll: 3]

Scott emits a low whine and a sizzle in response.


In Erin's quarters...

Morton decides upon a more chivalrous form of depositing his drunken passenger in the bed - lifting and gently placing her, hopefully with assistance.

"Alright, good Mage Erin, here you are, nice and slow."

She doesn't seem to be very eager to move, actually, as Morton finds when she tries her best to push his arms away. She rolls on her side, wordlessly trying to shrug off any attempt to move her.

"Eh... stop that."

[Tomcost]

Sigmund reaches for something non-flammable and tries to extinguish Scott's flames, then grabs the guard's sword and tries to cut off his arms.

[kahn1234]

((Why is Sigmund trying to cut off his own arms?))

[Xanmyral]

[...Er, isn't Scott carrying blanket Gary? That's... That's not good, is it. Best of luck guys.]

"Er... Good Mage Erin, don't you wish to rest in your bed? I assure you it is much more comfortable than myself, just a moment of effort than you shall be free to rest as much as you like." Morton tried, most likely uselessly, to be diplomatic about the situation as he attempted once more to move Erin to the bed, although this time he'll just lift her himself entirely and try to gently set her in said bed.

[Innsmothe]

Roll some more! Faster!

[miauw62]

((Don't give Harry ideas, Xanmyral.))
Kevin stabs again, but keeps his guisarme down so the guard can't move or escape.

[Harry Baldman]

In the back room of Brenwicke's Books...

Sigmund looks for something non-flammable lying about. Fortunately, the curtain separating the store and the back room looks to be made of something fairly slick and not very cottony, so he supposes he'll use that.

[Sigmund fire extinguishing roll: 5]

He wraps Scott in the thing, glad that it does actually prove to be non-flammable. He hasn't had luck like this in ages! After a round of swift punching and slapping the flaming zombie, Sigmund feels fairly confident that Scott has been extinguished, although he still insists on rolling a bit.

Kevin, meanwhile, decides to stab the guard again. Can never have enough stabbety-stabbing.

[Kevin vs. Six-Armed Guard: 4+1 vs. 6-1]

He tries to stab him in the chest, but the guard twitches pronouncedly to one side, which results in Kevin's guisarme finding purchase in the wooden floor. The guard's face suddenly changes, going from an expression of excruciating pain to mild relief. He looks at Kevin, his face covered in blackish veins.

[Disarm: Six-Armed Guard vs. Kevin: 6+2-1 vs. 3]

Before Kevin even properly knows it, the guard has seized his guisarme, utilizing all five of his arms to attain superior leverage! Kevin is forced sideways, plummeting to the ground as the guisarme slips from his grip. As he recovers, he notices the guard, on his feet, wielding his guisarme in four arms as his eyes dart rather nervously between the other three miscreants in the room.

Suddenly, a voice pipes up from outside. It is a voice Sigmund recognizes.

"Alright, you ungodly bunch of thieving, murdering bastards, surrender yourselves! We have the place surrounded!"

A faint smile appears on the six-armed guard's face, more of a relieved look than a malicious one, really.


On the deck of the shrieking ship of Shriekpot...

Morton isn't really sure how best to deal with this, but he supposes being nice certainly couldn't hurt.

"Er... good mage Erin, don't you wish to rest in your bed? I assure you it is much more comfortable than myself, just a moment of effort, then you shall be free to rest as much as you like."

"Yeah... that sounds good..." Erin says, stirring a little. Morton lifts her from his surface, then deposits her gently in the bed. He rolls her on her side, just in case, then covers her with a blanket.

There, all good now.

[miauw62]

"Well, fuck."

[Tomcost]

((Why is Sigmund trying to cut off his own arms?))

((The idea was to cut the guard's arms))

Sigmund sets fire one wooden bolt and fires it to the guard

[Innsmothe]

Get harpoon. Pin bastard to floor. Pick up sword