Thalas with a heavy heart picks up Oneshot and rises to his feet, as he turns he see young Wil already readying to man the Ballista and sighs in relief. At least he hasn't lost himself to rage again or did he not notice? With one last look at the fallen Elorin and the sobbing bannermaiden he decides not to tell the Paladin until later...
They needed focus now, not uncontrolled wrath...
With a quick stride he reached the rails and looked over to where Seltyn was pointing and shouting. He looked on grimly into the choppy waters as Suny danced around some sort of creature beneath the waves...
He felt silly talking to a bow but at the moment he didn't care, they needed to defeat this thing and quickly... "Oneshot, please lend me your aid this night. We have a mighty foe to vanquish and i'm afraid I alone will not be enough. What say you my friend?"