The battle began in earnest as soon as we sat down. Fearing for the ebony fly, Ferris and Quill hurried toward the ship. Tiefling archers fired as they approached and the nuckalevee breathed its noxious fumes at them. The Waste herself cast a black-tinged flame strike at the approaching group. Quill fire-balled the deck to clear some space while Alaric’s elemental tried to sweep others into its funnel and failed. Greyshanks summoned a lemure and sent it scuttling down to the deck to join the fight.
The horse of ill omen’s breath destroyed the fly and the two hobbits found themselves in mid-air. Quill feather-falled Ferris and glided down himself. On the deck they were immediately attacked, and Quill was dropped by the sickening hooves of the nuckalevee. Keller cast an obscuring mist to cover the wounded and climbed on deck to heal them.
Two tieflings grabbed the chains that held the Hart and tried to keep it from attacking and using its transforming powers. Norrick dodged among the chaos striking where he could, and avoiding the stamping hooves of the reckless beast. Ferris and Quill (momentarily restored by Keller) finished off the Waste’s steed, and turned to join the rest of the battle. Alaric and Greyshanks were carried by the air elemental to the front of the ship, and the summoner cast a wall of fire and the enemies in the rear.
Keller had tossed a silenced dagger on the mist-shrouded deck, disrupting the enemy casters when the ship carried past the clouds. Alaric summoned a spiked pit below the Waste and her dwarven captain. He danced aside and she stood her ground in mid air. She stepped around the wall and walked out into space, turning back to cast slay living on Keller. He withstood the initial blast, but found himself surrounded by enemies.
The tieflings at the front found themselves unable to get through the lemure’s defenses, and gave up to charge the bard and the summoner. Alaric put up another Wall of Fire, but that provided only temporary cover. They were soon in hand-to-hand combat against two highly trained swordsmen.
The dwarven captain had charged the party, swinging his flail and sending our heroes reeling away from his shield slams. Norrick found himself dangling from the rigging off the ship and Keller stood on the edge of death. Fearing ultimate failure, Quill pulled out his staff of one-hundred hands and emptied its magic to summon a crushing hand against the Waste. She was caught fast, and her attempts to free herself were all for naught.
Meanwhile, the tiefling sorcerer had been swept from the deck by the elemental, and transformed into an elemental himself to escape. He returned to the deck and destroyed the lemure with a shocking grasp. Sadly, both the bard and the summoner fell to their enemies blows.
After a few rounds in its grasp, the Waste That Walks burst into a noxious cloud and vanished from view. Now outnumbered, the dwarven captain succumbed to our heroes, and the last of the crewmen fell. The elemental sorcerer fled the scene dropping to the jungle below.
Quill sent the hand to dispatch the last two tieflings cowering behind the Wall of Fire and gave them no quarter. Our heroes gathered the dead and wounded to consider their next course of action.