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[Trissy-Tama]

[Redacted at request]

[TALLPANZER]

Borther Jonathan rushed the Yuan-ti that had blasted Dullahan, first striking with his spear

20 to hit, 5 damage

and followed that up with a swift kick

11 to hit, 6 damage

[TheNightlyNyx]

Roza draws her shortbow and looks around from cover, she spots an easy target distracted by melee with Atil. She locks eyes on it and lets loose with it landing a good hit into the neck area, just missing anything too important but hitting good enough to do so serious damage there.

To Hit: (7)+5 = 12

Damage: (4+4)+3 = 11

[TheNightlyNyx]

Roza draws her shortbow and looks around from cover, she spots an easy target distracted by melee with Atil. She locks eyes on it and lets loose with it landing a good hit into the neck area, just missing anything too important but hitting good enough to do so serious damage there.

To Hit: (7)+5 = 12

Damage: (4+4)+3 = 11

[retromach]

Jonathan speared the Yuan-ti's shoulder, confronting her by the corner. She stepped back as he followed up with a kick, both Yuan-ti now wounded and engages in melee.

[LordPorkins]

Seeing his brother of the faith engaging the Yuan-to, Fyodor immediately whipped out his rapier and struck at it whilst it was distracted

[Rolled 1d20+3= 20]
[rolled 1d8+1d6+3=3]
"FOR THE FLAME!"
Fyodor yells as his rapier goes through the eye-socket of the last Yuan-Ti, causing it to go twitching to the ground.

[JaxtalMK2]

Dullahan gripped his blade a bit tighter, rushing forward with another wide hack, catching the Yuan-ti that was striking at Atil in the waist, and bringing his longsword ripping through, bisecting the snake. "Haa... well.. that was simpler than I thought... gah, that stung a bit."

[retromach]

The cabin here was not, by Eberron standards, all that well appointed. It had feather bedding, and a woolen blanket, but little in the way of magical amenities. A safe in the corner was locked. The room seemed to have belonged to a ship's captain, and it had some uniforms and clothing. There was no sign of his body - perhaps he was thrown overboard entering the atmosphere.

[Trissy-Tama]

[Redacted at request]

[LordPorkins]

Fyodor wipes the alien blood of his blade before sheathing it, then steps into the center of the room and eyes the cabin, his trained gaze soaking in every detail

Rolled Investigation 1d20+7=20

[JaxtalMK2]

Dullahan took a seat, letting out another grunt as he held where the bolt had caught him. "Well before I do much more I should have a healer look at me. Lucky shot or no, another of those and I'd be down... possibly for good."

[TheNightlyNyx]

Roza puts her shortbow away on her back, keeping an eye on the surroundings, wanting to make sure she isn't caught off guard for the moment in such a hostile area, also keeping in cover for now until any signal to move forward, she keeps quiet for now.

[Cynicalwhovian]

Stella will also keep her bow out. "It is strange that the safe has not been broken into."

[Weirdsound]

Mr. Shredder staggers over to the overturned table that the snakes were hiding behind, and leans against it to take some weight off his injured leg. "Dullahan, Brother Jonathan, you two look worse for wear. How about I fly you both back up to the Astral Kraken? The rest of you, sweep this place for valuables! I'll bring the skiff back around to take y'all back with the loot in a few minutes."

The wounded Hobgoblin then casts mage hand, so that he may gather up all the cool alien scimitars without have to put more stress on his body by bending down. He turns back to the party as he limps back towards the skiff. "If any of you know anything about medicine, you might want to check that none of these assholes are beyond saving. If we can stabilize and restrain one, we can make it talk! I bet we could learn a whole lot about the universe by interrogating an alien. As for the rest... we should skin any of the dipshits we can't or don't want to save. The scales are quite pretty and exotic looking - we could sell them, or even commission matching sets of alien boots to commemorate our first adventure together!"

Hel-Shredder takes the other injured party members, as well as any unclaimed Alien Scimitars, back to the Astral Kraken. He then claims a Scimitar for himself, stows the rest as loot in the ship's hold, and brings the Skiff back down for everybody else.

[JaxtalMK2]

Dullahan would have slowly stood to go with Mr. Shredder. He needed repairs, and if that meant waiting on the ship a while.. well, he wasn't so much of a glory hog that he felt the need to stay at the front lines while near to collapsing. "Too bad the spelljammer is so high up, or I'd leave my head with you so I could keep watch, in case of something going bad."