The Green Knight wrote:“Thow him in with the others.” Said Burtrand, standing over the fallen body. He reached into his pocket, feeling the little stone. Yes, things were indeed going his way.
The Green Knight wrote:Rosa turned to Targon, looking for something to change her thoughts. “Better make sure he’s dead.” But at that moment they hit another swell. A big one that sent both Rosa and Anastasia to the floor.
Lord_Of_The_LEGO wrote:Instantly the Bombardier exploded to life. Men already on deck swarmed up the rigging like monkeys, and they were soon followed by their comrades coming up from below. More sailors crowded around the decks like so many ants, armed with rope and adrenaline. Up at the helm, Broadside turned to Viktor.
“Into me quarters, Viktor. I don’t want to be loosin’ me guide in this’n typhoon.”
Viktor smiled ever-so-guiltily, but gratefully hurried below.
Formendacil wrote:"Aye, but I doubt we'd get any aid out o' him. Still, if them Crusaders did see us, they might well go after 'im instead o' us. That'd be a real catch- Burtrand Stormrider. He's wanted by every navy in Dametreos except t'Dragon Masters- and they don' have one.
"'Sides, his ship's wounded, and ours ain't. Still, if it comes to a battle with that Crusader, just us, it'll be close. They're a mite smaller than us, but they've probably got as large a crew, and they're all navy-men. Still, let's trust that fate'll see us through. She ain't failed us yet, not even when that barnacled Sorcer-king were with us."
Lord_Of_The_LEGO wrote:"Yes!" Anastasia cried. They both dashed out of the cell, feet slipping and sliding on the wet planks. They were just nearing the stairs that led through the open hatch and onto the deck when the world blew apart.
Lord_Of_The_LEGO wrote:At that moment another swell swept into the Mantis, smashing the both of them to the floor. From somewhere above, a hatch burst open, and sea water flushed downward into the brig.
"I'm not gonna let a hunk of wood stop me!"
But it did. The felled mast had completely collapsed and blocked the hatchway. For now, at least, Rosa and Anastasia, and the badly wounded Targon, were imprisoned belowdeck.
Formendacil wrote:"Not to worry, Jayko, I think Quorandis will be glad to help you."
The only thing, Jayko thought, was how much did he WANT Quorandis' help. Then he remembered his oath to Kent. He wanted everybody's help.
The Green Knight wrote:“What’er we gonna do Cap’in?” Smyhte shouted. “We’re sitting ducks without the mast.”
“Not if they don’t have ballistas.” Burtrand retorted.
“Ahoy Captin!” said the lookout from the one remaining mast. “It looks like they both have ballistas!”
The two pirates exchanged looks. “Not a word, Smythe.” Said Burtrand, drawing his sword. “We still have the upper hand here. Ride up a flag of truce. And bring me the girl.”
As if on cue, the broken mast rolled away from the brig’s hatchway and out stepped the grizzled form of Targon.
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