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![]() Aye cap'n. We'll remember what yea've done for us Akryat tells you, with a toothy smirk. He stands up and shouts across the deck, Alright yea skurvy swabs, you heard the Bird-Man! Get us underway, we make for the Port of Shakrags! So lets get this damn dingy movin eh? get ourselves out o' these nice folk's hair. There is a resounding cheer from his crew. Apparently they are rather fond of Shakrags, but not boving fast enough for the Hobgoblin Did I say stand around grinnin like idiots, or get a move on? Now GET A MOVE ON and the crew of pirates start working the rigging to pull a little more speed out of the Wyr'enshaad. Well you got us under control, but I don't know about Old Tavian's crew he adds, pointing out the Bosun as well as glancing at the pilot, as the drow have already shuffled off. Sorry for not getting that reply out to you Goandi.
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![]() you heard your priestess. I'm bound by the code, and Buchanan, my cap'n'd skin me alive if I broke parlay to appease the Dread Lady and Nanna Sati, the Wolf-Seer, wouldn't let me out o' line anyway. Sommat about destiny an crap. Akryat is clearly a Sea-reaver. Chaotic follower of a violent pirate god, the tengu have heard stories of settlements whipped out by reavers, and seeing the pirates fight lends truth to the rumor. But his captain seems to feat this Dread Lady goddess. Hezala would be the most forthcoming. As for port, there's an island I Say can navigate us to, a free-port where we can likely meet him or at get a ship. as for the Drow, my interrogation methods are messy, and loud. But effective you catch a sadistic glint in his eye as he smiles at you. ![]()
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![]() Aye, we have an accord then. the hobgoblin says, handing goandi the Scimitar, shaking Goandi's hand, and then taking the Cutlass, as a symbolic gesture, being totally unarmed for a moment, giving Hezala a look to kill the whole time. one of the two ratfolk with the enemy crew rushes up to victor, Howzitgoin' Cuz? watchatalkinbout wi'saltin corpses? he asks Victor with great interest. The other rat following close behind shaking his head. Desula after the accord
Thoyoitu and whomever
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![]() Akryat looks at Pyre and nods, but then glances back and forth between him and the Tenguin. Clearly he's taking stock of the situation, his crew of nine including himself, Rats cut up, an orc severely injured, versus three Drow still clinging to consciousness, the tattooed Bosun, and uncouth woman. He looks over the Party, a tough looking Lizard with a Greataxe, an opposing rat, the hob and his wolf, and finally a small army of Tengu. Te Pilot sails on, knowing that if she tries to come about, the Hob’ll cut her down and fix the wheel to keep the captain from catching up. Akryat sees boys, although clearly shaken by Desula's speach, all getting ready to fight bless their black-hearts, then he stares down Thoyoitu, giving him a slow-clap, scimitar in hand. Well, well, well, nice trick there, Mister Living-Legend. I see what ya did there. Waitin out the fight till the captain were gone and we were worn out afore takin the ship. Clever, real clever, like a dagger in the back. Ya say yea don’t want no more blood let. Only way that happens… His fist tightens around the scimitar, and he looks into the distance at the lifeboat bobbing in the water, We sail on, right now, full speed. Pyre, you're not sure about him, but it looks like he'd order his boys down if you keep sailing, sounds like the truth considering the odds, but he's clearly ready to strike at a moment's notice and he's REAL quick on the drew. The previously silent little woman pipes up, He’s right. If Tavian or the Butcher get back on board we’ll be killed for sure. We threw him off his boat, and he’s a shark in frenzy right now. They’ll make it to an island, there’s tons of them around here, don’t you worry. We’ll stand down she says taking a queue from her leader, if yea keep sailing on. Promise. Right boys? There is a general nod of agreement among the Pirate Prisoners. Looking over the Pirates, they're anxious and poised. You realize you're dealing with people with nothing to loose. Captain gets on board they're dead, so you either sail on or they'll fight for their lives like cornered animals, and fight to the last, and do some SERIOUS damage. ![]()
![]() Akryat the Hobgoblin lets out a hearty chear, echoed by the Orks and Rats that can be heard below deck. Alrght boys and girls, line em all up! Everybody on deck Ya hear?[ he shouts. Turning to the pilot he says, Good call little missy, manning the helm like a good little girl. Glad I didn't hafta gut ya Desula
Pyre
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