The man in the crow's nest was the first sailor aboard the Libertalia to catch sight of Breachfang. The brig was taller than the sloops and longboats, and with the young Scalvorian having such a strong vantage point over the surrounding waters, he was able to spot the dark shape beneath the surface as it moved and appeared to grow larger.
But the sea wolf's approach took it beneath the hull of the ship and out of sight until it leaped out and snatched away a chum bucket of bait in the process. One of its flippers loudly slapped the side of the brig, and the noise reverberated across the deck.
"U'frek's piss, that was close!" Darius yelled as water from the sea wolf's wake splashed over the side.
The blond mariner watched the beast come back down into the water, almost colliding with Jundland's longboat.
"That man is a maniac," he growled under his breath at the sight of Jundland swinging his blade at Breachfang. "He's going to get himself killed!"
And Jundland very almost did just that, as their quarry landed on the man's longboat and almost swamped it.
Fortunately, the crew were able to keep it upright, and Breachfang was soon back in the water. The surface of the ocean was churning in the fierce creature's wake, and as the longboat rocked with the swell and its sailors regained their composure, Darius soon had his attention pulled towards the stern of his ship, from where he could see Rorom's sloop.
The sea wolf had breached once more, scraping along the hull of the sloop and almost claiming Rorom's spear.
Darius cursed at the sight, and Astra caught his gaze.
"We need to get over there and distract the beast," she urged him.
"Aye," he said, before he yelled out to the crew. "Get ready to tack!"
Again, Astra pointed towards their intended heading as the other crew members scrambled to ready themselves. There was only one safe direction to turn: starboard. Jundland's longboat was immediately on their port side, and if they were to collide, the Libertalia would make short work of the smaller vessel.
"Tack ho!" came the call, and the brig swung to starboard, its bow passing through the wind and the waves until they were moving towards Rorom's sloop. "Ready the bargepoles!"
Darius pointed to a pair of sailors who grabbed a bargepole each. If the beast leaped upwards, they were to swing wildly at it, for any distraction would surely help. But they were under strict instructions to not lean over the side, and that if the sea wolf bit at the barge poles in the way that it had grabbed for Rorom's spear, they were to let go immediately. Barge poles were much easier to replace than sailors.
Breachfang was unquestionably angry. But it was not anger that had brought it to the surface. Hunger was what had lured it into the bay, and the Libertalia still carried chum buckets to entice it and distract it from its fight. And with that thought in mind, Darius and his crew approached Rorom's sloop and where the sea wolf had last been seen.
It was time to hunt the hunter.
But the sea wolf's approach took it beneath the hull of the ship and out of sight until it leaped out and snatched away a chum bucket of bait in the process. One of its flippers loudly slapped the side of the brig, and the noise reverberated across the deck.
"U'frek's piss, that was close!" Darius yelled as water from the sea wolf's wake splashed over the side.
The blond mariner watched the beast come back down into the water, almost colliding with Jundland's longboat.
"That man is a maniac," he growled under his breath at the sight of Jundland swinging his blade at Breachfang. "He's going to get himself killed!"
And Jundland very almost did just that, as their quarry landed on the man's longboat and almost swamped it.
Fortunately, the crew were able to keep it upright, and Breachfang was soon back in the water. The surface of the ocean was churning in the fierce creature's wake, and as the longboat rocked with the swell and its sailors regained their composure, Darius soon had his attention pulled towards the stern of his ship, from where he could see Rorom's sloop.
The sea wolf had breached once more, scraping along the hull of the sloop and almost claiming Rorom's spear.
Darius cursed at the sight, and Astra caught his gaze.
"We need to get over there and distract the beast," she urged him.
"Aye," he said, before he yelled out to the crew. "Get ready to tack!"
Again, Astra pointed towards their intended heading as the other crew members scrambled to ready themselves. There was only one safe direction to turn: starboard. Jundland's longboat was immediately on their port side, and if they were to collide, the Libertalia would make short work of the smaller vessel.
"Tack ho!" came the call, and the brig swung to starboard, its bow passing through the wind and the waves until they were moving towards Rorom's sloop. "Ready the bargepoles!"
Darius pointed to a pair of sailors who grabbed a bargepole each. If the beast leaped upwards, they were to swing wildly at it, for any distraction would surely help. But they were under strict instructions to not lean over the side, and that if the sea wolf bit at the barge poles in the way that it had grabbed for Rorom's spear, they were to let go immediately. Barge poles were much easier to replace than sailors.
Breachfang was unquestionably angry. But it was not anger that had brought it to the surface. Hunger was what had lured it into the bay, and the Libertalia still carried chum buckets to entice it and distract it from its fight. And with that thought in mind, Darius and his crew approached Rorom's sloop and where the sea wolf had last been seen.
It was time to hunt the hunter.


