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[Remuthra]

Next turn!

[Hanslanda]

Seldain steps toward Surrah and slices at the mist encircling her.

D20 roll 8+15 = 23

[Remuthra]

You hit. Roll damage.

[Hanslanda]

... What.

1d4 (2) +5 = 7

Seven whole damage. Seldain is sort of a 'Death-By-A-Thousand-Cuts' kinda guy. But his critical range is 15-20... So sometimes I do REGULAR damage.

[Remuthra]

The mist recoils from your blade as though it were fire, and a hiss of pain emits from the vapor.

[Hanslanda]

((First blood! Relatively speaking, of course. ))

"... I have a plan. I will stab the mist to death. I'm probably immune to it's ability to harm me, and I can slowly carve it apart. Anyone else have any magic weapons?"

[Remuthra]

Weirdsound, your initiative. Then the Haze gets to respond to Seldain's attack.

[GreatWyrmGold]

((First blood! Relatively speaking, of course. ))

"... I have a plan. I will stab the mist to death. I'm probably immune to it's ability to harm me, and I can slowly carve it apart. Anyone else have any magic weapons?"

"Yss."

[Weirdsound]

"Man the cannon!" Slicer yells to the crew. "We got nothing to lose trying ta blast our way out of this one! Fire when ready!"

Slicer attempts to turn the ship so that the blasty end is pointed right into the haze!
Sailor Check (If Needed): 1d20 =  7 + 10 = 17

[GreatWyrmGold]

((Isn't the haze on the ship?))

[Weirdsound]

((Isn't the haze on the ship?))

(I was under the impression that it was huge, and a small bit of it is on the ship. If that is not the case, I will come up with a new action)

[Remuthra]

The haze is on the ship, and you fail to move it fast enough to dislodge its presence.

The deadly mist, recoiling from Seldain's blade, moves back towards the front of the ship, toward the protected Emriro. As it goes, it becomes thicker and more substantial, until it assumes a vaguely demonic shape, with sharp claws, batlike wings, and a maw full of needle-like teeth, all composed of thick, semi-solid vapour. The creature passes through the Wind Wall and surrounds the erstwhile mage with itself, poised to attack.

You get an attack of opportunity for its moving into your space, tahujdt. In addition, it is GWG's turn, then scriver needs to roll Fortitude and take his turn,etc until the next turn.

[GreatWyrmGold]

How close is it to me?

[Remuthra]

Where are you on the ship?

[tahujdt]

The haze is on the ship, and you fail to move it fast enough to dislodge its presence.

The deadly mist, recoiling from Seldain's blade, moves back towards the front of the ship, toward the protected Emriro. As it goes, it becomes thicker and more substantial, until it assumes a vaguely demonic shape, with sharp claws, batlike wings, and a maw full of needle-like teeth, all composed of thick, semi-solid vapour. The creature passes through the Wind Wall and surrounds the erstwhile mage with itself, poised to attack.

You get an attack of opportunity for its moving into your space, tahujdt. In addition, it is GWG's turn, then scriver needs to roll Fortitude and take his turn,etc until the next turn.

Alright, I swing at it with my quarterstaff. (1d20+1=4). Woosh.