Wakil dives beneath the waves, eyes searching . . . Below the frothing surface the water is surprisingly clear. The sunlight slanting through the depths makes it easy to spot the bright pink blotch that must be the little girl. Wakil swims towards her with powerful strokes, reaches out and catches hold of an arm. She's struggling feebly, obviously not knowing how to swim. When Wakil grabs her, she lets out a high pitched scream, clearly audible underwater, and a stream of bubbles float up from her mouth.
Back on deck, the captain is calling orders. "All stop! Look lively, lads! Ropes and hooks to the starboard side! Noonchuck, drop the sea anchor! Grondar, get below and grab the rope ladders, then get one over the starboard side! Malachi, start praying to that god of yours. Colmarr, can you do anything to help Wakil?"
As the sails come down, the ship slows even more. Denther drops the tow anchor off the stern, greatly checking the Pander Ban's forward momentum. To port, the longboat crew is recovering slowly. The man at the tiller seems to be arguing with the guide while the oarsmen attempt to hunker down out of the way.
[sblock=OOC]BTW, Denther doesn't exactly throw the tow anchor off the back. There is a winch system.[/sblock]
