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<blockquote data-quote="Lazybones" data-source="post: 7556851" data-attributes="member: 143"><p>Chapter 252</p><p></p><p>Dawn found the <em>Golden Gull</em> still resting at anchor in the island cove, though it was doubtful that any of its passengers or crew still considered the place a shelter.</p><p></p><p>The sun was still hidden behind the bulk of the island when Bredan made his way up onto the main deck of the ship, but he still blinked against the light of the morning. He had only gotten a few hours’ sleep and still felt groggy. His wounds burned and his shoulder was still sore; the injury he’d taken in the fight with the crocodile had been aggravated when the four-armed fish-man had thrown him halfway across the after deck of the <em>Gull</em> last night. He’d refused magical healing, as there were others who’d needed it more.</p><p></p><p>He didn’t see Glori or Quellan about; likely both were still asleep. The spellcasters needed lots of rest in order to regain their spells. He still didn’t think of himself in the same terms, although his magic had again helped to save his life in last night’s fray.</p><p></p><p>The deck was mostly cleared now, though there were still signs of the battle everywhere he looked. A few of the hands were cleaning away blood with buckets and sponges, but there were far more tasks that required immediate action. Getting away from here seemed like a possible priority, he thought as he spotted Captain Sond standing on the forward edge of the after deck. She was speaking with Kosk. He hurried over to them, stepping carefully over the bulk of the new mast.</p><p></p><p>As he climbed the stairs that led up to the aftcastle he had a flashback to the desperate battle. Just a few hours earlier he’d stood in almost that exact spot, though then he’d been trying to keep invaders from reaching the top. The sense of helplessness he’d felt when the enemy caster’s magic had frozen his body was among one of the most terrifying experiences he’d ever had. Had it taken even just a few more seconds for him to break free, Xeeta might have been killed, or maybe both of them. Had the four-armed leader gained the aftcastle unhindered, it might then have been able to turn the battle in favor of the invaders.</p><p></p><p>Sond and Kosk both nodded to him as he stepped onto the upper deck, and he forced himself to shake off those dark thoughts. Last night was done and over; now they had to focus on getting out of here alive.</p><p></p><p>“Captain, Kosk,” he said. “Did you ever figure out what those things were?”</p><p></p><p>“Sea devils,” Sond said immediately. “Never fought them myself, but I’ve heard plenty of tales from sailors who said they had.”</p><p></p><p>“Quellan said that the formal term is ‘sahuagin,’” Kosk added. “They live under the sea, but apparently can spend brief periods of time above the surface. They’re extremely violent and worship dark gods.”</p><p></p><p>“That seems consistent with what we saw,” Bredan said. “How many more did we lose, Captain?”</p><p></p><p>“Four of my men didn’t survive,” Sond said. “It would have been more, but for the quick intervention of your healers.”</p><p></p><p>“They’ve saved our lives more than once,” Bredan said.</p><p></p><p>“The question now is whether they’ll come back,” Kosk said. “We hit them hard, and killed their leader—well done, by the way—but their shaman survived, along with many of their warriors.”</p><p></p><p>“And we have no idea how many they have under there,” Bredan said, nodding toward the water.</p><p></p><p>“We’re keeping watch to all sides,” Sond said. “The water’s clear enough that we should see them coming, if they venture another incursion during the day.”</p><p></p><p>“So we’re staying?” Bredan asked.</p><p></p><p>The halfling shook her head. “It’s not by choice. We’re still in no shape for a long voyage. We’re making as many repairs to the hull as we can, but there’s only so much that can be done while we’re in the water. Your friend the bard was very helpful there.”</p><p></p><p>Bredan nodded, familiar with Glori’s <em>mending</em> spell. “They might wait until the next nightfall to try something again.”</p><p></p><p>“It’s my hope that we can be underway by then,” Sond said. “If we can sail on the evening tide, we might leave them behind. We agree that it’s likely that their lair is somewhere around the base of the island, close enough to the surface that they detected our approach.”</p><p></p><p>“Do you think we’ll be able to get the mast installed by then?” Bredan asked.</p><p></p><p>“The rigging and sails might have to wait. But I understand that you were a smith.” At his nod she said, “Then your help would be much appreciated, if you’re up to it.”</p><p></p><p>“If it helps us get away from this island faster, then I’m up to it,” Bredan said.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Lazybones, post: 7556851, member: 143"] Chapter 252 Dawn found the [i]Golden Gull[/i] still resting at anchor in the island cove, though it was doubtful that any of its passengers or crew still considered the place a shelter. The sun was still hidden behind the bulk of the island when Bredan made his way up onto the main deck of the ship, but he still blinked against the light of the morning. He had only gotten a few hours’ sleep and still felt groggy. His wounds burned and his shoulder was still sore; the injury he’d taken in the fight with the crocodile had been aggravated when the four-armed fish-man had thrown him halfway across the after deck of the [i]Gull[/i] last night. He’d refused magical healing, as there were others who’d needed it more. He didn’t see Glori or Quellan about; likely both were still asleep. The spellcasters needed lots of rest in order to regain their spells. He still didn’t think of himself in the same terms, although his magic had again helped to save his life in last night’s fray. The deck was mostly cleared now, though there were still signs of the battle everywhere he looked. A few of the hands were cleaning away blood with buckets and sponges, but there were far more tasks that required immediate action. Getting away from here seemed like a possible priority, he thought as he spotted Captain Sond standing on the forward edge of the after deck. She was speaking with Kosk. He hurried over to them, stepping carefully over the bulk of the new mast. As he climbed the stairs that led up to the aftcastle he had a flashback to the desperate battle. Just a few hours earlier he’d stood in almost that exact spot, though then he’d been trying to keep invaders from reaching the top. The sense of helplessness he’d felt when the enemy caster’s magic had frozen his body was among one of the most terrifying experiences he’d ever had. Had it taken even just a few more seconds for him to break free, Xeeta might have been killed, or maybe both of them. Had the four-armed leader gained the aftcastle unhindered, it might then have been able to turn the battle in favor of the invaders. Sond and Kosk both nodded to him as he stepped onto the upper deck, and he forced himself to shake off those dark thoughts. Last night was done and over; now they had to focus on getting out of here alive. “Captain, Kosk,” he said. “Did you ever figure out what those things were?” “Sea devils,” Sond said immediately. “Never fought them myself, but I’ve heard plenty of tales from sailors who said they had.” “Quellan said that the formal term is ‘sahuagin,’” Kosk added. “They live under the sea, but apparently can spend brief periods of time above the surface. They’re extremely violent and worship dark gods.” “That seems consistent with what we saw,” Bredan said. “How many more did we lose, Captain?” “Four of my men didn’t survive,” Sond said. “It would have been more, but for the quick intervention of your healers.” “They’ve saved our lives more than once,” Bredan said. “The question now is whether they’ll come back,” Kosk said. “We hit them hard, and killed their leader—well done, by the way—but their shaman survived, along with many of their warriors.” “And we have no idea how many they have under there,” Bredan said, nodding toward the water. “We’re keeping watch to all sides,” Sond said. “The water’s clear enough that we should see them coming, if they venture another incursion during the day.” “So we’re staying?” Bredan asked. The halfling shook her head. “It’s not by choice. We’re still in no shape for a long voyage. We’re making as many repairs to the hull as we can, but there’s only so much that can be done while we’re in the water. Your friend the bard was very helpful there.” Bredan nodded, familiar with Glori’s [i]mending[/i] spell. “They might wait until the next nightfall to try something again.” “It’s my hope that we can be underway by then,” Sond said. “If we can sail on the evening tide, we might leave them behind. We agree that it’s likely that their lair is somewhere around the base of the island, close enough to the surface that they detected our approach.” “Do you think we’ll be able to get the mast installed by then?” Bredan asked. “The rigging and sails might have to wait. But I understand that you were a smith.” At his nod she said, “Then your help would be much appreciated, if you’re up to it.” “If it helps us get away from this island faster, then I’m up to it,” Bredan said. [/QUOTE]
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