Iira peeks around from his cover to judge how far away the orb creature is while he thinks up a plan of action.

 Alirghty, going to assume a spot of 10 is enough to find a good sized thing to hide behind so included ducking behind something in my actions for round 6.

 Unnamed Skill Check 1D20 = http://games.dnd-gate.de/dice.gif) no-repeat">14
Spot check for a good place to duck behind 1D20 = http://games.dnd-gate.de/dice.gif) no-repeat">6

 After the axe returns to Iira's hand (end of last round) he moves to the side of the enemy female to flank her with Zouhlnor. When in place he takes a hold of his spiked chain , ready to start in with melee combat. He speaks across the battle towards Zouhlnor.

"Looks like I might just have to leave the use of axes up to you brother. I didn't do too well with that last attack with this one I started using."

 Iira keeps a hand hovering close to his spiked chain and the other near the throwing axe he claimed. He slows his pace some in case stealth is prefered.

 "The life of a mercenary is one I've been living for some time. It's basicly why I am travelling with this group. No problem with me stating that as our purpose."

Iira turns to face Zouhlnor and chuckles slightly. "Fancy names for groups tends to be the thing they do up on the surface more so then below it... at least in my experience. Plus it would be easier to be less noticable if we don't try to claim some group name."

He turns his attention towards Keth and says, "The choice of how you should appear is mostly up to you malla yathrin. It is best that is sorted out know though so we will know how to address you." With this he gives a slight bow.

After a few moments he asks the scout, "Can we expect any undead on the way to or inside of Maerimydra? I remember that hook seemed to be useful against such things. I'd like to make use of the hook in combat if a fight against undead looks probable."

 [During the treasure claiming]

Iira picks up the handaxe and studies it for some time. A thoughtful look occupies his face as he goes 'hmmm' to himself and idling fiddles with some amulet keep under his clothing. After serveral minutes like this he nods and says, "I would like to stack claim to this. Never know when you could use a spare weapon... plus it seems like it will do well as a quickly drawn ranged weapon." He shakes his head to himself and grumbles something under his breath.

[During prep to leave the rest sight, be it a few mintues later or the next day.]

While finishing up with putting gear on for travelling Iira takes time to give the handaxe a few test draws from it's new spot strapped to the side of his pack. He seems satisified with how it works out since he stops after about 4 times.

"Well let's get on with the water travel. The quicker we get to it the quicker we finish it and less worry of what might be lurking below the surface. If something is it can be handled."

He then takes up his normal spot in the "marching order" (not really sure what it is but there he stands ready to move on)