Kor's opportunistic fireball struck true, at a portion of the sails before they were completely enshrouded in fog - and melted through, the cloth shriveling in response but failing to ignite like their own had. Still, it was a big hole, and he had to hope it would at least slow them down. Hope is what they had. Robert managed to shimmy up the mast in time to smack at the flames and save the mast and mooring even if the sail itself was a lost cause. It was fortunate that Kor had obtained a spare.
The chase was on, plucky little escape craft versus the Tempest-Runner's flagship and whatever else launched after it in the trailing fog. But they had a lot of pluck.
(Semi-?)Final Roll: 2d6(+10 Hero, +0 backup sails, +3 healthy rowers, +1 slowed rival, +2 Robert assist)