New Faces, New Places

He stumbles back with an arm over his impacted shoulder, shocked to see a pool of blood dripping from the wound. "Thats it, KILL THEM!" At once everyone rushes forward; except Stellard, who holds his position at the captain's wheel. The skulking figures reveal themselves, climbing onto the deck.

You can keep your attack rolls for when you do act in this case. Also does everyone wants to use initiative properly? I've had it configured where ANYONE could take a spot in initiative when PC spots are available.

Example: Bright would go first, but anyone who is online at the time can take his spot instead.

With perfect accuracy Fink's arrow pierces one of the mooks, and you see him strain to keep himself from falling over. Quickly using the crowd to your advantage you nestle in the barrels.

Without nary a word the skulkers climb aboard. One dashes for the orc, driving his blade through their chest. The others rush forward, weaving through the crowds to attack Vimik, Dent, and Bright. Only Bright is injured, the others deftly block the swift strikes. Quickly dashing back, the skulkers disengage with unmatched speed to spread themselves out.

Vimik's greatsword cleanly cuts through one of the skulkers before they get the chance, dropping him instantly onto the wooden floor.

A fireball precariously lobs over the remaining passengers, striking another skulker during their retreat.

Charging forth up the stairs, Dent slams his hammer against the first wandslinger he spots. Knocking him to the ground from the force "WAI-" is all he sputters before you strike once more, killing him. "Take that you scoundrels!" Jeers Stellard. With his newly empowered blade he tries an attack of his own, but is out of range.

Weaving the blast through allies, it almost misses your target in the crossfire. "San is down! Focus on those-HNGH!" The wandslinger barks orders just in time to feel the blast connect with his chest. Holding his wand to the sky a current of blue wind sweeps through him, his body begins to mesh with ambient colors. Vimik you notice a similar effect on the wandslinger standing at the forecastle. "Forget the goods, kill em' all!"

More of the passengers retreat into the belly of the skycoach during the brawl.

Hurling the mote of fire in an underhanded toss, it splits in two, pelting both skulkers. "Inject." You hear them murmur. In one quick motion they each hurl a knife, flying towards Dent, Bright, and Vimik.

Vimik as you feel the blade pierce your flesh, a feeling of numbness washes over you. Pulling out the dagger, a clear substance mixed with your blood is coated along the blade: a poison.