Cassandra Everquill:
In reply to The GM (msg # 9):
OOC: Sorry, i misread your initial description
Cassandra fired her crossbow at the man keeping watch at the prow, hoping to kill him instantly and quietly
OOC:
16:55, Today: Cassandra Everquill rolled 6 using 1d100 with rolls of 6. Fighter: 65 attack sailor
FIGHTER: 65==>60
--ROGUE: 45
--MAGE: 60
--PRIEST: 50
(Actually Cassandra, you rolled a 6, so stat goes UP 10 points)
Cassandra shoots the sailor in the head with a crossbow bolt, THUNK, and the man drops to the deck, dead. He doesn't even make much noise when he falls.
At that same instant, Lil tries her prayer to the goddess of nature... not only does it fail, but a second later, another sailor climbs up to the forecastle from the main deck. "Tolbert? You say summat...?"
You can barely make out the look of surprise on his face when he registers that there are two men and and two women, all strangers, where he'd expected to find just Tolbert-- and that Tolbert is lying crumpled on the deck.
Now might be a good instant of time to do something about him, because he's sure going to do something about you in the next instant--