[OoC: Platemail takes 40 rounds to put on and without help it can only be put on hastily. So someone is going to have to volunteer... ]
Tomeal was wearing a chain shirt so he had no trouble sleeping in his armor. So he immediately jumps out of bed and begins assisting Selina in strapping on her full plate. "You're either going to have to learn to sleep in heavy armor [Endurance Feat] or we'll have to look into some magic to do it for you," Tomeal says with a smile.
Nang joins his brother and sneaks on deck. He wasn't as skilled his brother in the art of stealth but his small size combined with his slight build [+8], natural grace [+4] and scale color [+2] greatly aided in his sneakery.
Hide: [1d20+14] = 7+14 = 21, Move Silently: [1d20+14] = 4+14 = 18
Both arrive on deck by literally threading themselves between the guards legs without his notice. [Lighting conditions are currently shadowy and the guards have normal vision] Once topside they're greeted by the ordered chaos of sailors frantically moving about the deck, readying themselves for possible battle. There are already several guards ready and waiting for orders or battle, whichever came first.
Both kobolds look in the direction the sailor using the spyglass is looking and the see a large airship in the distance. The group's airship was travelling west while the pirates was travelling in a south-westerly direction, attempting to cut off the group's escape. The sailor with he spyglass yells, "THEY'RE FLYING THE COLORS OF HIGH CROMLECH!"
The captain who has thus far been calm is visibly shaken, replies, "What are those sodding Ab-dead doing so far east!"
[OoC: Is Ning going to cast his spell?]
Tomeal was wearing a chain shirt so he had no trouble sleeping in his armor. So he immediately jumps out of bed and begins assisting Selina in strapping on her full plate. "You're either going to have to learn to sleep in heavy armor [Endurance Feat] or we'll have to look into some magic to do it for you," Tomeal says with a smile.
Nang joins his brother and sneaks on deck. He wasn't as skilled his brother in the art of stealth but his small size combined with his slight build [+8], natural grace [+4] and scale color [+2] greatly aided in his sneakery.
Hide: [1d20+14] = 7+14 = 21, Move Silently: [1d20+14] = 4+14 = 18
Both arrive on deck by literally threading themselves between the guards legs without his notice. [Lighting conditions are currently shadowy and the guards have normal vision] Once topside they're greeted by the ordered chaos of sailors frantically moving about the deck, readying themselves for possible battle. There are already several guards ready and waiting for orders or battle, whichever came first.
Both kobolds look in the direction the sailor using the spyglass is looking and the see a large airship in the distance. The group's airship was travelling west while the pirates was travelling in a south-westerly direction, attempting to cut off the group's escape. The sailor with he spyglass yells, "THEY'RE FLYING THE COLORS OF HIGH CROMLECH!"
The captain who has thus far been calm is visibly shaken, replies, "What are those sodding Ab-dead doing so far east!"
[OoC: Is Ning going to cast his spell?]
