Once he has taken his leave, she shifts into her giant eagle shape, moves to swoop down toward the rigging of the ship.
The concealment spell breaks as she dives down toward the rigging, and there are shouts of panic at the sight of such a fearsome beast! The first sailor in the rigging that she hits with her talons is dead before his body hits the water, all according to plan.
But she has not accounted for ALL possibilities. Bows are difficult to maintain on a ship, but slings are far easier to keep in working order. She sees the man on the deck with a sling let loose what she thinks is a stone or a clay pellet, knows from experience that such a missile against the large muscles over her thick keel bone won't do more than bruise.
The large clay sphere hits her square in the chest, shatters, spilling Greek Fire all over her chest and flammable feathers. She shrieks in pain, in fear, lands awkwardly on the deck of the ship as she tries to pull off the burning feathers with the strange substance, get the fire to go out before it spreads! Other men on the deck advance toward her with weapons drawn. They don't even NEED to hit her, just keep her distracted enough defending herself that the fire has a chance to spread.
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Once he has taken his leave, she shifts into her giant eagle shape, moves to swoop down toward the rigging of the ship.
The concealment spell breaks as she dives down toward the rigging, and there are shouts of panic at the sight of such a fearsome beast! The first sailor in the rigging that she hits with her talons is dead before his body hits the water, all according to plan.
But she has not accounted for ALL possibilities. Bows are difficult to maintain on a ship, but slings are far easier to keep in working order. She sees the man on the deck with a sling let loose what she thinks is a stone or a clay pellet, knows from experience that such a missile against the large muscles over her thick keel bone won't do more than bruise.
The large clay sphere hits her square in the chest, shatters, spilling Greek Fire all over her chest and flammable feathers. She shrieks in pain, in fear, lands awkwardly on the deck of the ship as she tries to pull off the burning feathers with the strange substance, get the fire to go out before it spreads! Other men on the deck advance toward her with weapons drawn. They don't even NEED to hit her, just keep her distracted enough defending herself that the fire has a chance to spread.