Roderic tossed the trapdoor open, putting some force behind it just in case someone happened to be lingering nearby. As luck would have it, Roderic found himself undisturbed by any noticeable foes as he made his way up and out. If he wanted to have any chance of keeping this ship, it would mean that they would need to get it moving. Meaning he would need to get to the front of the ship to get the controls of this monster going in the right direction. Meaning that the melee that was nearby was going to have to be ignored.
So, the mage....and muscleman made it over? Not sure if that is good fortune or a curse, but maybe they can pull off this little trick. Would be nice to not have to kill everyone in the command cabin myself.
"Engbyr! Dagon! WE ARE TAKING THIS SHIP! THIS WAY!" Roderic shouted, and since he was behind the melee of foes that were tangling with the others, made his way to the front of the ship where there sat a good, no doubt locked, door. That was the prize that he was after, and it of course didn't have much in the way of guards...because most of them had gone to likely distract them in the melee, meaning that likely the command crew inside was bare bones. Just enough to keep them sitting still.
Seems no one ever plans for a good adventurer to come along from the underside and ruin things. Their loss, is my gain.
Roderic stepped to the door, and glanced about. Other than the screaming and fighting in the very small distance away where the boarding was happening, it seemed oddly quiet here. Keeping a low profile was probably the better idea than charging into some foolhardy battle to 'cut the lines'.
Kneeling down to look over the lock, he couldn't help but grin at the simplicity. Big tough wooden doors, but the lock was a simple one. He only would need a moment...and then a bit of help when he burst inside. He could throw knives pretty fast, but also bet that anyone stomping through this door was going to get a facefull of whoever was on the opposite side.
So, the mage....and muscleman made it over? Not sure if that is good fortune or a curse, but maybe they can pull off this little trick. Would be nice to not have to kill everyone in the command cabin myself.
"Engbyr! Dagon! WE ARE TAKING THIS SHIP! THIS WAY!" Roderic shouted, and since he was behind the melee of foes that were tangling with the others, made his way to the front of the ship where there sat a good, no doubt locked, door. That was the prize that he was after, and it of course didn't have much in the way of guards...because most of them had gone to likely distract them in the melee, meaning that likely the command crew inside was bare bones. Just enough to keep them sitting still.
Seems no one ever plans for a good adventurer to come along from the underside and ruin things. Their loss, is my gain.
Roderic stepped to the door, and glanced about. Other than the screaming and fighting in the very small distance away where the boarding was happening, it seemed oddly quiet here. Keeping a low profile was probably the better idea than charging into some foolhardy battle to 'cut the lines'.
Kneeling down to look over the lock, he couldn't help but grin at the simplicity. Big tough wooden doors, but the lock was a simple one. He only would need a moment...and then a bit of help when he burst inside. He could throw knives pretty fast, but also bet that anyone stomping through this door was going to get a facefull of whoever was on the opposite side.