The figure at the bow took one look up at the black, giving a content sigh at the job done, before pushing himself up and over the bow to leap from the smoking ship, plunging down into the dark sea below.
The First-Rate had been given less than minutes to process the attack, nowhere near enough time to do escape. Even if the officer of the watch had been actively watching the Herring Buss, the hands would only just be reaching their quarters when disaster struck. The Buss continued straight into the side of the large warship, wood smashing against wood as the two ships tangled.
An explosion of fire rose as the Buss was tossed in the collision, the two hulls fracturing together and the inferno within spewing out into the innards of the much larger warship. Sails tangled with sails, fire and impact causing the masts to creak and snap, the hoisted net falling onto the deck of the warship and the barrels smashing open, before igniting and exploding in a ball of fire. The Buss crew had hoisted as much gunpowder as the hoists could carry, and now it fell into the fire below and ripped out the centre of each ship, spewing flame in every direction.
Both ships, broken and aflame, would have minutes left before the swirling seas began to drag them down, however the unfortunate crew of the First-Rate were not even granted that time, with the inferno rushing through the ship, it would only be a small matter of time before the warships magazine was exposed to the flame, and each vessel would be further obliterated there upon the Sarim Bay.
Moving ever further from the disaster, the lone pirate jolly boat frantically rowed towards shore, frantically trying to reach land so they could escape into the early night.
We come here with no peaceful intent, but ready for battle, determined to avenge our wrongs and set our country free.
08-Aug-2017 17:27:49
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