R7T16: "...better part of valor..." Aroden mumbles to himself as he employs a cautious retreat, stepping across rubble to the southern wall, attempting to guard his own flank as best he can from any attacks from beyond the glow of his blade. Tucking himself into a corner, he turns to face the unknown assailants, ready to weather further assault.

R7T15.8-.2: For all of his trouble, a small arrow hits Aroden in the chest for 3. Another arrow then soft crits him in his right shoulder for 4. A third arrow clatters off the wall by his hip.

R7T15: Mordren, what do you do?

Bríg on deck, Reiko in the hole ...