[[...eep. Reaction:<a class="postlink" href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag4Jnx21Rvk/SZFjAHOuHVI/AAAAAAAADQc/e12nu6ZTgxs/s400/NowPanic.jpg">This</a>. Let's see how bad this can get.]]<br/><br/>The night had been relaxing, and the city elf seems to adapt without difficulty to the pronounced rolling of the ship- for all the world as though she were a seasoned sailor, though in truth never having been further afield than a calm river. "Slept ike a baby," she grins as Xarces asks, and then just shakes her head. "Flattery will get you nowhere, Xarces- I flatter enough people to know when it's happening to me, after all." She moved over to console Linda, hoping her own easy adaptation could... wear off on the woman, somehow, when she spots it. Pointing, she yells, "There's a... a..."<br/><br/>[[Knowledge Nature: Untrained! Ali does not know from animals.<img alt=":lol:" src="./images/smilies/icon_lol.gif" title="Laughing"/>]]<br/><br/>"...fucking big lizard out there!" Helpless to do anything but draw her swords, she asks, "Can we outrun it?" even as the sleek form of the predator speeds towards them and renders her question foolish before it finishes. "Oh, hell." she breathes- it's almost on them, and she isn't running fast enough and<span style="font-style: italic">can't</span>run fast enough on the swell, with her legs rooted to the deck. The... kraken? Opens its mouth wide, and Alizome's eyes grow wider. She calls out, "It's about to try to eat some-" before realizing that the monster's beady eyes are settled on her delicious, filling form. "THIS IS WHY I DON'T LEAVE CITIES!" she screams, bringing her swords down on the thing's chin as it comes by her, stepping away to try to keep it off of Linda.<br/><br/>[[Surprise Round Action:]]<br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">[[Attack rolls: <a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/117623">Attack rolls</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">2#1d20+7</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">18</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">22</span> One hits.<br/>Damage: <a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/117624">Damage Roll</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d6</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">5</span><br/>I am PRETTY SURE that since I'm delaying until it comes at me, I'm neither going to get the sneak attack from a surprise nor can I maneuver to put it in flanking with Linda as it attacks. If I *can* do the latter, just for completeness's sake, sneak (snack) attack damage: <a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/117625">Sneak Attack Damage</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">3d6</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">15</span> Oh my.</div></div></div><br/><br/>One sword goes awry, one cuts a decent gouge across the kraken's snout. Unfortunately for Ali, it's only on the top half of the snout, since the two halves of the fanged maw are far enough apart for her to only be able to cut one. Then, with a crunch, both halves come down around her torso. [[12/35 HP remain.]] The elf screams with pain and horror- she had no experience fighting things this big, as most of the stomachs she was used to delving into were barely large enough to fit her. For a mouth to be able to do so was... unnerving. The hot, fishy reek of the kraken's breath washes over her, and she can feel teeth punching through armor like tissue paper and lodging securely into her body. Blood rushed out, rewarding the kraken with a taste of its prize. Shock beckoned; as she was, her face was inches from a slimy, jagged tooth, and she dreamily quickly marveled at how like a good steak knife it looked (albeit too large)- awareness returned as she remembered that the knives were probably modeled after similar teeth, because people had seen how good those were at cutting flesh like hers. A long tongue was already trying to pull her down- she looked to her right, seeing the long neck, and wondered if the bulge she made would even be visible. Probably. In a split second, she assessed her options. She had, at most, seconds to live- if the kraken wasn't greedy, it would just drag her into the water, swallow her, and make a second attempt once she was securely melting in its gullet. The wounds its teeth already made- if it wanted to chew, it could bite her in half without any trouble, so she was relying on a greedy urge for live prey. That wasn't ever a positive place to be. She could feel how strong it was, by the power of the jaw muscles pinning her in place and the simple size of the thing, so escape was going to be difficult. Maybe if she put up enough of a fight, cutting its tongue and throat, it would retreat and leave the others be while it digested her... but that was a last resort. Was she really destined to be a kraken's breakfast? She didn't have many good options that didn't lead to that...<br/><br/>[[Ambrose, quick confirmation of something that affects my action: We all have exactly 1 and only 1 hero point, right? Assuming we haven't spent any?]]