Eopeia the Sailor! Location: The Red Dawn, Tag: The crew, Siley, Mood: determined
Status: In combat, armor on, HP: 60/60, AC 20, CMD 25 (37 against trip and overrun [and maybe drag too, depending on GM])
Eopeia watched the fishman gibber in panic and jump over board with subdued enjoyment and slight relief. If they were so easily scared, maybe they wouldn't be as much of a nuisance as she first thought. Plus, she had a gut feeling this crew was going to be alright, especially Bea, even if they acted rather odd.
"Hey Rikard, go check out the rigging, will you?" She whispered to her companion, sending the mischievous spider off with a pat on the spinnerets.
Eopeia herself started heading below deck in search of the crew cabins to take one of the hammocks and take it to the rigging with her. Most of her personal effects had sunk with her previous ship, the
Emerald Wind, though Eopeia had managed to save her most precious tools, her own bad-weather fund, and a few other items before the ship had broken apart completely. Her face still sank when she thought about her beloved plush tiger that had been lost. The ship's helmsman's young daughter, Cassia, had loved the old thing. She might have been holding it as the ship started to flood and she-
Eopeia shook her head. Now was not the time. She'd make Dreadmaw pay in good time. One way or the other.
She was about to follow Bea inside when she noticed the flash out of the corner of her eye and heard the shout. Eopeia turned around and carefully walked closer. Something about the blonde girl made her gut turn.
At first she wasn't sure what was going on, but as she watched Marnia's reaction and heard "pirate-queen," the copper dropped. This must be one of Dreadmaw's lieutenants! Something scorching, burning flared up in her abdomen, her legs' tension increasing. This woman was exhorting tribute for Dreadmaw! Luckily, Marnia seemed to have none of it, and started laying into her.
Yes! A fight! A chance to pay Dreadmaw back! Even if it's just a lackey!
Both Marnia, and somehow the girl with the tattoos, told her to stay back and not interfere. But she would have none of it. Eopeia did not care for the fishman this woman seemed to have assaulted, but her new captain was incensed enough, and Eopeia had always been easy to infect with enthusiasm, or rage. If Marnia was going to duke it out, Eopeia would do her best to help her.
"Every journey begins with a single step. This - is step one." Eopeia whispered to herself, uncaring who would be able to hear it.
It had taken a moment of contemplation, but she had made up her mind. This blonde, psychotically gleeful bitch would pay. For what exactly, she'd figure out later. Not that it mattered. Memories of dead friends flashed before her eyes.
To avenge those who drowned with the
Emerald Wind. To prevent the same happening to any other ship. That was reason enough.
Eopeia saw that she wasn't the only one who had made the same choice. Bea was leaning around the door leading inside and readying a volley. It was time to act.
Eopeia scuttled towards the midship as fast as possible and up the rigging to get a heightened position. She pulled the rolled blanket from her back and unrolled it, revealing her trusty rifle inside. She tossed the blanket aside and loaded a cartridge as her legs carried her upwards.
Eopeia raised the rifle and pressed the buttstock into her shoulder, aligning her sights on the blonde woman.
She took a deep breath, held it in, and pulled the trigger.
You first. I'll get to Dreadmaw in due time.
(Initiative: 22, Delaying until last (6))
(Move 40 ft, towards the nearest mast and then upwards as far as possible, Take 10 for accelerated climb: 30)
(Draw and load rifle as free actions while moving)
(Attack on Siley with Deadly Aim: 28 (29 if within 30 ft.), Damage: 9 (10 if within 30 ft.) Unless Siley is suddenly >200 ft. away, the attack is resolved against her touch AC)