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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 5034108" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Crisis in Freeport: Part 8 – Bloody Tide</strong></p><p></p><p>The winds were strong and only through the incredible efforts of the crew did they manage to cross the treacherous waters to reach Windward Isle. Through the lashing rain, they could make out a white strand of beach and the fitful flames of bonfires. A ship of no inconsequential size was anchored a few hundred yards from shore. Though the sails were furled, the other ship rocked alarmingly and its lanterns swung wildly.</p><p></p><p>As they made ready, a cry of horror pierced the shrieking wind. Climbing over the rails were fearsome creatures, some sort of a cross between a man and a shark. It was led by something grotesque and strong.</p><p></p><p>The leader was six-feet tall, with slick blue-black skin stretched tautly over knotty cords of muscle, long arms ending in viciously taloned and webbed claws, a bullet-like head with no discernable neck, and a face more fish than human. </p><p></p><p>“Camring!” gasped Beldin. </p><p></p><p>“That’s right!” snarled a familiar feminine voice from behind him. “My son has returned to claim his legacy!”</p><p></p><p>“Sycorax?” Sebastian sighed. “How many vampires stowed away on this ship, anyway?”</p><p></p><p>“One too many!” Sycorax coalesced at the forecastle, a stiletto in her restored hand, a rapier in the other. “You’ll not fly away to safety this time, little bat.”</p><p></p><p>Sebastian snapped out his wings, but he realized that she was right—the wind was so strong that it lifted him up, smashing him against the mainmast. He averted his gaze, screwing his eyes shut and turning his head.</p><p></p><p>But Sycorax would have none of it. She stalked over to the sorcerer even as the sahuagin leaped over the rails to engage the Naoke’s crew. </p><p></p><p>Beldin moved to intercept the sea witch, but a trident skewered him in the shoulder. He yanked it out. The trident glowed and disappeared in his hand.</p><p></p><p>It reappeared in Camring’s webbed fist. </p><p></p><p>Sycorax grabbed Sebastian’s head and wrenched it around to face her. “Open your eyes!” she shrieked. Fingernails dug into the flesh of his brow.</p><p></p><p>Beldin drew Windcutter. “Time to earn your title,” he shouted over the roaring wind. </p><p></p><p>The warrior brought the weapon up just in time as Camring’s trident speared downward, knocking the barbed points only inches from his beard.</p><p></p><p>“I am truly qualified to be Sea Lord, yes?” he gurgled.</p><p></p><p>Behind him, Sebastian screamed. Beldin whirled, but Camring hopped into his path. </p><p></p><p>Sycorax stood in front of Sebastian’s twitching body, coldly beautiful in the whipping wind and rain. She held rapier and stiletto at the ready. “Come, dwarf! Let us finish what we started!”</p><p></p><p>Beldin had an idea. “You’re right.” He hunkered down and charged into Camring, unbalancing the fish-man. Grabbing him by the slimy torso, Beldin kept stumping forward despite the tossing ship and sloshing waves.</p><p></p><p>With a mighty heave, he hurled Camring onto Sycorax’s blades. The rapier and stiletto skewered him. </p><p></p><p>Camring’s howl of pain was joined by Sycorax’s horrified shriek. </p><p></p><p>“You should know better, Sycorax!” shouted Beldin. “Vampires can’t cross running water!” </p><p></p><p>He barreled into them both with his shield. Mother and son tumbled into the swirling surf, marked occasionally by huge shark fins that pierced the surface. Sycorax disintegrated as she hit the ocean, leaving Camring to slowly sink in a red pool with rapier and stiletto jutting from his torso. </p><p></p><p>The other sahuagin, seeing their leaders defeated, dove over the side.</p><p></p><p>Baldric leaned over Sebastian. “Is he…”</p><p></p><p>“He’ll be fine.” Beldin handed a potion to Baldric. “Take him below decks and make him drink this.”</p><p></p><p>“Who was that?” asked the pirate captain.</p><p></p><p>“One less successor to the Sea Lord’s throne.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 5034108, member: 3285"] [b]Crisis in Freeport: Part 8 – Bloody Tide[/b] The winds were strong and only through the incredible efforts of the crew did they manage to cross the treacherous waters to reach Windward Isle. Through the lashing rain, they could make out a white strand of beach and the fitful flames of bonfires. A ship of no inconsequential size was anchored a few hundred yards from shore. Though the sails were furled, the other ship rocked alarmingly and its lanterns swung wildly. As they made ready, a cry of horror pierced the shrieking wind. Climbing over the rails were fearsome creatures, some sort of a cross between a man and a shark. It was led by something grotesque and strong. The leader was six-feet tall, with slick blue-black skin stretched tautly over knotty cords of muscle, long arms ending in viciously taloned and webbed claws, a bullet-like head with no discernable neck, and a face more fish than human. “Camring!” gasped Beldin. “That’s right!” snarled a familiar feminine voice from behind him. “My son has returned to claim his legacy!” “Sycorax?” Sebastian sighed. “How many vampires stowed away on this ship, anyway?” “One too many!” Sycorax coalesced at the forecastle, a stiletto in her restored hand, a rapier in the other. “You’ll not fly away to safety this time, little bat.” Sebastian snapped out his wings, but he realized that she was right—the wind was so strong that it lifted him up, smashing him against the mainmast. He averted his gaze, screwing his eyes shut and turning his head. But Sycorax would have none of it. She stalked over to the sorcerer even as the sahuagin leaped over the rails to engage the Naoke’s crew. Beldin moved to intercept the sea witch, but a trident skewered him in the shoulder. He yanked it out. The trident glowed and disappeared in his hand. It reappeared in Camring’s webbed fist. Sycorax grabbed Sebastian’s head and wrenched it around to face her. “Open your eyes!” she shrieked. Fingernails dug into the flesh of his brow. Beldin drew Windcutter. “Time to earn your title,” he shouted over the roaring wind. The warrior brought the weapon up just in time as Camring’s trident speared downward, knocking the barbed points only inches from his beard. “I am truly qualified to be Sea Lord, yes?” he gurgled. Behind him, Sebastian screamed. Beldin whirled, but Camring hopped into his path. Sycorax stood in front of Sebastian’s twitching body, coldly beautiful in the whipping wind and rain. She held rapier and stiletto at the ready. “Come, dwarf! Let us finish what we started!” Beldin had an idea. “You’re right.” He hunkered down and charged into Camring, unbalancing the fish-man. Grabbing him by the slimy torso, Beldin kept stumping forward despite the tossing ship and sloshing waves. With a mighty heave, he hurled Camring onto Sycorax’s blades. The rapier and stiletto skewered him. Camring’s howl of pain was joined by Sycorax’s horrified shriek. “You should know better, Sycorax!” shouted Beldin. “Vampires can’t cross running water!” He barreled into them both with his shield. Mother and son tumbled into the swirling surf, marked occasionally by huge shark fins that pierced the surface. Sycorax disintegrated as she hit the ocean, leaving Camring to slowly sink in a red pool with rapier and stiletto jutting from his torso. The other sahuagin, seeing their leaders defeated, dove over the side. Baldric leaned over Sebastian. “Is he…” “He’ll be fine.” Beldin handed a potion to Baldric. “Take him below decks and make him drink this.” “Who was that?” asked the pirate captain. “One less successor to the Sea Lord’s throne.” [/QUOTE]
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