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<blockquote data-quote="Lazybones" data-source="post: 7563294" data-attributes="member: 143"><p>Chapter 257</p><p></p><p>“Land ho!”</p><p></p><p>Bredan blinked and pulled himself up. He was lying against a heap of rope and canvas on the foredeck. He’d only intended to sit down for a minute, but must have fallen asleep.</p><p></p><p>A sharp wind ruffled his hair as he made his way over to the forward rail. He couldn’t see anything on the horizon, but that wasn’t surprising; the lookout perched high atop the forward mast was a good twenty-five feet above him. The seas had picked up since he’d come up from below a few hours ago; it was a testament to his exhaustion that the bouncing of the ship hadn’t disturbed him in the least.</p><p></p><p>He made his way down to the main deck. His arms and legs still felt wooden and he was careful to hold onto the railing all the way down the steps. The few members of the crew he saw offered him nods of respect. He noted how the sighting hadn’t stirred any particular enthusiasm.</p><p></p><p>As he reached the main deck, he saw Rodan coming up from below. “Land?” the tiefling asked.</p><p></p><p>“Apparently so,” Bredan said. “Can’t see it yet from down here, but Sond’s been saying we’d hit Weltarin any day now.”</p><p></p><p>“Finally,” Rodan said. “I wasn’t sure this old bucket was going to hold together this long.” He gave Bredan a critical look. “You look like hell.”</p><p></p><p>“Thanks,” Bredan said wryly. “I finally got to spend some time in the bilges last night, helping the patch crews. We wouldn’t have been able to get in there at all if not for Quellan’s water-moving magic, but even so it was pretty nasty.”</p><p></p><p>A sudden gust of wind rushed over the deck from an unexpected direction, tugging at their clothes and flaring their hair around their faces. “Looks like we’re not the only ones who are tired,” Bredan said, glancing back at the high platform on the aftcastle.</p><p></p><p>“The seas are picking up,” Rodan said.</p><p></p><p>“Yeah, it seems like the Blue Deep wants one last crack at us before we reach dry land,” Bredan said.</p><p></p><p>The two men made their way toward the stern of the ship. The wind straightened out again and the main sail billowed once more to drive the ship toward the distant shore. As the pair made their way up the stairs to the aft deck, they could just make out the dark line on the horizon, offering at least a promise of safety after their multiple ordeals upon the ocean.</p><p></p><p>Captain Sond was at her station atop the platform, leaning heavily against the wooden post, a loop of rope around her chest holding her in place. She looked tired, and her arms hung limply at her side. Her first mate was just behind her, holding a spyglass, while Kosk and Kalasien were standing close by. The dwarf seemed to have finally gotten his sea legs, or maybe it was the thought of seeing dry land that had brought him up here to witness the final stage of at least this part of their journey.</p><p></p><p>As Bredan and Rodan made their way over to them, the ship cut through a steep wave and shuddered. A deep groaning sound came from the belly of the ship, loud enough to be alarming.</p><p></p><p>“Check below,” Sond ordered Torrin, who passed on the command to some of the sailors nearby. But from the look on her face she already knew what they would find.</p><p></p><p>“What’s happening?” Bredan asked.</p><p></p><p>“The keel was damaged in the dragon turtle’s attack,” the halfling said. “To be honest, I’m amazed it’s held together this long.”</p><p></p><p>The captain’s fatalistic mood affected Bredan more than all of his work over the last few days to keep the <em>Gull</em> afloat. “Will she make it?” he asked.</p><p></p><p>That question brought some of Sond’s usual pluck back to the surface. “She will, if I have to go over the side and push.”</p><p></p><p>Quellan and Glori came up onto the deck together. “We heard that land was sighted,” the cleric said.</p><p></p><p>“Aye,” Sond said, “But the <em>Gull’s</em> handling like a drowned bird, and I have a feeling that these seas are wrecking some of our patchwork below. Can you do that trick with the water again?”</p><p></p><p>“I will do my best,” Quellan said.</p><p></p><p>“Maybe I can help, with my <em>mending</em> spell,” Glori said. The two of them turned and headed quickly below.</p><p></p><p>“Anything the rest of us can do?” Rodan asked.</p><p></p><p>Sond gave him a quick look. “If there are any gods you’re on friendly terms with, you could put in a good word for us.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Lazybones, post: 7563294, member: 143"] Chapter 257 “Land ho!” Bredan blinked and pulled himself up. He was lying against a heap of rope and canvas on the foredeck. He’d only intended to sit down for a minute, but must have fallen asleep. A sharp wind ruffled his hair as he made his way over to the forward rail. He couldn’t see anything on the horizon, but that wasn’t surprising; the lookout perched high atop the forward mast was a good twenty-five feet above him. The seas had picked up since he’d come up from below a few hours ago; it was a testament to his exhaustion that the bouncing of the ship hadn’t disturbed him in the least. He made his way down to the main deck. His arms and legs still felt wooden and he was careful to hold onto the railing all the way down the steps. The few members of the crew he saw offered him nods of respect. He noted how the sighting hadn’t stirred any particular enthusiasm. As he reached the main deck, he saw Rodan coming up from below. “Land?” the tiefling asked. “Apparently so,” Bredan said. “Can’t see it yet from down here, but Sond’s been saying we’d hit Weltarin any day now.” “Finally,” Rodan said. “I wasn’t sure this old bucket was going to hold together this long.” He gave Bredan a critical look. “You look like hell.” “Thanks,” Bredan said wryly. “I finally got to spend some time in the bilges last night, helping the patch crews. We wouldn’t have been able to get in there at all if not for Quellan’s water-moving magic, but even so it was pretty nasty.” A sudden gust of wind rushed over the deck from an unexpected direction, tugging at their clothes and flaring their hair around their faces. “Looks like we’re not the only ones who are tired,” Bredan said, glancing back at the high platform on the aftcastle. “The seas are picking up,” Rodan said. “Yeah, it seems like the Blue Deep wants one last crack at us before we reach dry land,” Bredan said. The two men made their way toward the stern of the ship. The wind straightened out again and the main sail billowed once more to drive the ship toward the distant shore. As the pair made their way up the stairs to the aft deck, they could just make out the dark line on the horizon, offering at least a promise of safety after their multiple ordeals upon the ocean. Captain Sond was at her station atop the platform, leaning heavily against the wooden post, a loop of rope around her chest holding her in place. She looked tired, and her arms hung limply at her side. Her first mate was just behind her, holding a spyglass, while Kosk and Kalasien were standing close by. The dwarf seemed to have finally gotten his sea legs, or maybe it was the thought of seeing dry land that had brought him up here to witness the final stage of at least this part of their journey. As Bredan and Rodan made their way over to them, the ship cut through a steep wave and shuddered. A deep groaning sound came from the belly of the ship, loud enough to be alarming. “Check below,” Sond ordered Torrin, who passed on the command to some of the sailors nearby. But from the look on her face she already knew what they would find. “What’s happening?” Bredan asked. “The keel was damaged in the dragon turtle’s attack,” the halfling said. “To be honest, I’m amazed it’s held together this long.” The captain’s fatalistic mood affected Bredan more than all of his work over the last few days to keep the [i]Gull[/i] afloat. “Will she make it?” he asked. That question brought some of Sond’s usual pluck back to the surface. “She will, if I have to go over the side and push.” Quellan and Glori came up onto the deck together. “We heard that land was sighted,” the cleric said. “Aye,” Sond said, “But the [i]Gull’s[/i] handling like a drowned bird, and I have a feeling that these seas are wrecking some of our patchwork below. Can you do that trick with the water again?” “I will do my best,” Quellan said. “Maybe I can help, with my [i]mending[/i] spell,” Glori said. The two of them turned and headed quickly below. “Anything the rest of us can do?” Rodan asked. Sond gave him a quick look. “If there are any gods you’re on friendly terms with, you could put in a good word for us.” [/QUOTE]
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