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You open your mouth to call out to the nearest sailor to alert them to the danger, when a bell rings loudly across the deck. Sailors frantically begin working the sails as the Captain barks out fresh commands. Steelbrow pacing up and down the deck to bellow loudly at anyone slacking off.
The Sea-Dragon veers quickly to the left and speeds up as more canvas is poured on. The wind for now blowing with them to give them the added speed.
Warriors stream onto the deck armed with bows and curved blades, their leather armor glistening in the sunlight, while Lorna and her fellow mages make their way to the foredeck of the ship to begin firing a barrage of fireballs and lightning bolts. But the distance is simply to great and they ease off their attack.
Gorrack joins you by the bow. "Pirates?"
You nod your head in assent as you watch the enemy ships come about as well and change course to give chase, their much larger ships somehow able to close the distance between them rapidly.
Fireballs blast across the bows of the pirate ships as the mages upon the opposing decks release volley after volley of magic that slams just short of the Sea-Dragon, throwing up water and creating a hissing steam. Their black flags displaying the white skull of a minotaur with balls of fire for eyes.
Grabbing hold of an wizened old sailor passing by, you ask, "Whose flag is that?"
"That be the flag of The Grey Death, black hearted pirates from deep north seas." The sailor replied, before spitting on the deck and quickly wheeling away.
Familiar with the name, you watch the sleek war galleys pick up even more speed, their black sails unfurling to reveal burning red eyes watching them. Born on a small island ravaged by a horrible disease called the Grey Death, they had begged the Minotaur Lords for aid, but were refused, the Lords fearing that they would spread the disease to their people.
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With so many dead and dying, the people had chosen to flee their island and in time gradually became pirates as they were forced to live off the ocean, the islanders never forgetting the treatment at the hands of the minotaur Lords.
More fireballs crashed into the water beside them, this time much closer, it wouldn't be long now before the enemy were in range. You needed to do something, but what? You were no sailor or mage, this was their fight and yet you had to find someway to help, else they were all doomed. The enemy battlemages would blast them out of the water with sheer numbers.
4. Do you join the archers lining the deck and ready yourself for battle?
Keeping your head down to avoid the blasts of magic that scour wood, you crawl over to join the archers waiting by sides of the ship and collect a bow fallen from the grasp of a dead redling with his chest caved in by a thick icicle.
Fireballs blast hard against the ship, rocking it from side to side, setting the masts alight, burning through the sails. The redlings frantically trying to put out the flames, but it is too late. The enemy war galleys quickly close the gap from both sides, hooks fly through the air and the Sea-Dragon is caught from all sides. Leaping to your feet with the archers, you pick a target through the smoke and flames and fire arrow after arrow, hoping to kill as many of the enemy as you can. The archers on the opposing ships firing back to pluck back a few of those around you, one arrow punching into your chest.
Blood pooling down your thighs, you draw your blade and prepare to receive the enemy, who come at you with a roar.
Unshaven, scarred warriors leap aboard the ship and soon battle breaks out all across the decks. The thick black smoke fills the air, as you try to beat the enemy back, but there are simply to many of them. With Lorna, Kadwin, Forlock and Crale unable to match the combined magic of the twelve battlemages, the fight quickly turns into a slaughter with one mage after the next being burnt alive.
Gorrack half blind with fear at the sight of Lorna struggling to protect herself against three mages, rushes to her side and knocks her overboard. The pair of them disappearing into the ocean.
Having slain half dozen of the savage bastards with no end in sight, you realise this battle is lost, and decide it is time to abandon ship. You strip off your gear and leap overboard to thrumming sound of battle.
Clinging onto a piece of driftwood, you watch the Sea-Dragon sink into the ocean with a whoosh, feeling a twinge of disappointment.
Battle Results
- 190 Health Points
No enemy ships destroyed
Loot
None
(Remove every single item from your inventory, except for your divine object, which you safely tucked away into a pouch. Chapter 4 will begin with no gold and no equipment. It will be you against the elements.)