-Some pirates stay behind to pettily stomp on their crotch plates.-
-The rest resume their charge.-
OCH! SAERCERY! ME MAGICK ROONS!
-The Scot pulls out what appears to be a small goats head and holds it up, warding off the sleeping spell as the skull crumbles.-
-Sadly, magick roons do not ward off bullets, nor fists.-
OOOCH!!!
-He's riddled with lead, but he stands his ground even as Fen's demonic fists slams into his gut. He brings his sword down on Fen's head!-
edited 15th May '15 8:50:37 PM by MacDuffy
-De-transforms-
-Is very happy personally to have armour that filters air-
-But looks around him at the sputtering-
I think it might be a good idea if we stopped to catch our breath.
However, we can't stop for too long. The alarm could be raised at any second, and we would be thrown into another fray.

Left
(Kakyoin follows Solaire.)
Right
(Junon casts a sleeping spell on the man.)