[Endor] First Strike

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Norr Bay, 7 Ashan, Arc 716
Unblinking eyes watched the Bay. Watched the ships go in and out. Taloned hands flexed in frustration. Too many to attack alone, and he felt too many of the damned Biqaj, oh so beloved of U'frek. Rends mouth opened in silent frustration, rows of sharp serrated teeth bared at the world. U'frek who loved and looked after his own and let Chrien ran rampant, left the Mer to their abandonment. To the depths with all the Immortals! Let them feed the Leviathans! The Leviathans had been here before them, and they would be here after. That thought was comforting, and the Mer relaxed slightly, mouth closing once more, though his jagged teeth were always on display.

Still, with their surveillance he could not even go in too close. They would be after him, chasing him away with harpoons or their damned cannons. Instead he lurked on the outskirts, in the deeper parts where they could not go, where by the time their weapons reached him he would have moved. His tail moved back and forth slowly, keeping him in place regardless of current or tide, and he watched, and he waited.

This island.

They were so smug. So sure of themselves. Going about their lives as if they hadn't a care in the world. Using ships to move things from one side to the other. Ships! Over his ocean! As if they had any right. They had everything! Immortals, each other, the ability to go wherever they wanted, to build as they would, and still they took and took and wanted. The Mer had been allowed one corner, one home where they could subsist and even there they had to always move, flee, ensure that they stayed away from their creator and her hatred. The ocean was the only thing that was theirs. Others might choose to turn a blind eye to what went on along its surface, Rend would not.

He could feel the familiar indignation, the rage rising. Wrapping him in a blanket of insidiously attractive warmth. Spill enough blood, it whispered, and you can right all the wrongs. Deal with the other races first. Grow strong on their blood. Grow strong and one day the entire ocean will be yours. No one will be able to encroach upon it. No one will challenge. Not even Chrien.

Rend did not have a patron Leviathan to offer his love to. He did not have a leader to follow. He did not have an entire tribe to be reassured by, to find comfort and belonging. But he had his hate.

A smaller ship was leaving the bay. He darted forward from his spot, shadowing along beneath it, swimming upside down, studying it. He'd been here for days. Watching. Did he know this ship? Yes. It was one of the smaller fishing vessels. Teeth made a brief appearance again in frustration and disgust before he turned, going back to his post once more. While they had no right to fish, taking food from the Mer who had nowhere else to get it, he did not want to kill more fishermen. No. That wasn't true. He wanted to kill all the fishermen. He wanted to kill everyone. But the only people who seemed to care about fishermen were other fishermen. If he wanted to get his point across, he was going to need to target others.

Perhaps he'd kill them if they were still on the water after he found a better target. A newer boat. Small enough that he could breach it alone, but large and well cared for enough that perhaps it belonged to someone of some import. Chances were that the damned Navy would be dispatched after his first attack however, so that one had to be made to count.

Several breaks passed. More fishing boats went out. Some of the larger trading vessels. Those caused flashes of anger from the Mer again. They were perfect targets, but too large for him. Perhaps if he'd had a tribe to work with.. But he did not, so he was forced to let them pass. Finally, finally he found his target.
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He stayed deep. No casual glance over the side would betray his presence as he shadowed the ship. It was a bit larger than he would have liked, slightly longer than twenty-five meters, but it was an odd design, one he'd not seen before but that made it, to him at least, very, very vulnerable.

Though he did not know the name for it, the boat he followed was a catamaran. Brand new and one of the fastest ships that sailed out of Norr Bay. It had so far only been used when nobles ordered jewelry or ornate weapons from the craftsmen of Endor. In short, it was used when there wasn't enough to justify a larger ship being sent, and speed was wanted, both because Nobles were demanding and often didn't seem to understand travel time, and because most pirates and the like simply couldn't catch them, so their smaller size and crew of seven to ten did not mean they were necessarily in peril. Against Mer however.. To Rend it looked like two long thin canoes, attached by relatively thin bars of wood, with a smaller, raised boat in the middle the mast sprang from that rarely touched the water. Between the two canoes was strung thick netting, allowing the crew to move unsteadily from one side to the other in relative safety.

It was a brilliant design, for most hazards. Against a Mer, particularly one with Rends physiology however. The hardest part was waiting. Not attacking immediately. The netting in particular agitated him. With most boats he knew intellectually that there were humans and their kin aboard, with this one, he could see them moving. Right there. Just above. It would be easy to rocket up, sharp teeth sawing through the netting, dragging one of them down into the depths.

But he didn't want one. He wanted all of them. And that meant waiting. Waiting and following, letting them distance themselves from the Bay and from any aid.

It was faster than he'd expected, especially when they fully cleared the bay and unrolled all their sails. It actually took a bit of work to keep up with them. He'd have to time this carefully then. Attack when they were far enough away, but not so far that he'd tired himself keeping pace. Luckily he was made for this sort of thing. He might have been restricted to only the ocean, unlike many of the other Mer, but he felt that at least his was the ideal form for his home.

The pace helped keep his rage in check as well. Redirected it. Tail swept back and forth in strong steady sweeps. It would be a few breaks at least. He wanted them past any idle fishing ships as well. For a moment, mouth opened again, teeth coming to prominence in anticipation of the carnage to come, before he relaxed once more, dark alien eyes unfocused and unreadable as he paced his prey.
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It hadn’t been the most productive day for Lapis, he had scoured the area but hadn’t found anything new and exciting to explore. To his dismay, t seemed like unexplored caves and sunken ships were hard to come by in this area. His last destination to investigate was the ports for the human ships, if there wasn’t anything new to see Lapis could at least spook a human or two for entertainment.

As lapis swam closer he spotted the low swimming Tylon Mer, when he looked up he noticed that the stranger was trailing a ship. A grin grew on lapis’s face as he recognized the narrow hull of the ship that were typically used to carry the best treasure. It seemed unlikely that one solitary mer was going to attack a ship without any kind of backup but a part of Lapis hoped something would happen to make the ship sink. The other Mers intentions were unclear but Lapis hoped he could convince him to help bring the ship down. Lapis didn’t have ill intent for the human’s on board but he did want what was on board. He would just have to swim humans to safety and hope the other mer left some of the plunder for him while he did so.

“Greetings friend” Lapis sent a message to the other mer that carried positive vibes. “What are your intentions with that ship? if you wish to make it sink I’ll help you if you promise to split the contents with me.” Lapis gently swam closer to his fellow Tylon but readied his spear incase the stranger wasn’t interested in making a deal.
“..I want the shiniest things though.” Lapis added as he swam nearly 3 feet away from him. He stayed low like the other so as not to alert the humans on board.

The other Tylon was far more fearsome looking than Lapis and it was clear by his body language than he was agitated. There was also the peculiar sight of tentacle like hair that made Lapis wonder if this stranger was even from his tribe, since it was definitely something the young mer hadn't seen before. Lapis was starting to regret his decision to swim so close before he knew who he was dealing with, he really wished he thought things through more.
“My name is Lapis, what’s yours?” It seems like a silly question to ask at the moment but Lapis was nervous and said the first thing that came to his mind. The Telepathic message shared a bit of this uneasy feeling but only a hint, the thought of treasure was keeping Lapis’s vibes mostly on the positive side.
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Vibrations in the water alerted Rend to the other Mer even before his eyes picked out the approaching shape. That the other was also Tylon reduced the chances of conflict slightly, but not entirely. Muscles bunched and moved beneath his tough skin, mouth opened slightly, not in full threat display, but enough to make it clear that if this one wanted to chase him from his prey there would be trouble. Some Mer actually regularly did business with the other mortal races, and might protect a ship like this one, disgusting as that idea was.

The others greeting did much to put him at ease, again his mouth closed, it was possible for Mer to lie to each other of course, but more difficult than most races. This one had no particular ill will, and was interested in the sinking of the boat as well. He was clearly far more focused on treasure than on bloodshed, but if it led to the same end what of it?

Besides, for all that he would never overtly say such a thing, Rend would be glad to work with another of his kind. Though pride had seen him set off on his own, he was not a creature made to be alone. He'd been brought up and trained to be part of a tribe, to have the constant mind touches of others like him as they shared information and checked in. To be solitary was.. Unsettling. It was possible that too much of that would lead to madness and despair. If Rend had not had his hatred to focus him.. But now was not the time for such thoughts. Now was the time to organize the hunt.

"Rend."

It was name and explanation of character all in one. It came with the taste of blood and rage, with the intent to cause destruction.

"You can have treasures. No use to me. We will hunt as allies."


This was decided, and a firmness and determination was carried with it. Rend was a creature of violence, but not to his own. He'd not fully accepted this Lapis yet. He did not know if he could be counted on, or what he was capable of, but for now at least, for this hunt, for this attack, Rend would treat him as tribe-mate.

"I wait, 'till they are too far for the others of their tribe to come and save them. There are many aboard." The impression of nine distinct men, scents gleaned from when they crossed the netting from one side to the other and had each briefly touched the water at some point or another. "But their boat is weak. Fast, but weak."

He flipped so he was swimming with his belly facing the surface. One arm pointed up at one of the lengths of wood connecting the long twin hulls to the centre structure.

"Break that, and with their speed, the ocean will send them into a spin. Maybe rip that side off. Maybe flip them. Do not know, but it will cripple them. Panic."

Teeth made their appearance again at this thought. Panic was good. They should panic. They would. Rend was not a shark, although he held his ocean brothers in high regard, and had swum with them before to alleviate the loneliness. He shared much in common with them however. Clearly when his particular breed of Mer had been made, Chrien had been looking to those predators for inspiration. His biting power did not even equal half of the Tiger shark he resembled, but it was strong enough, particularly with the saw like nature of his teeth, that he was sure he could destroy the wooden connector. It was likely the riskiest part of his plan. It would not be instantaneous. He would need to leap out of the water, into the netting to access the connector, it would take time to break it, and then he'd need to get back into the water before he was mobbed.

Not even in bloodlust did he think he could fight nine men alone on the surface and win.
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Lapis trembled upon receiving the strangers name, it was clear by the sensations and images that entered his head that Rend was not one to be trifled with. Though it was not surprising considering the sea creature he resembled, sharks weren’t exactly known for their peaceful and carefree attitudes like dolphins were. Lapis felt foolish for thinking Rend’s intentions would be anything other than to kill as many humans as possible. As Rend outlined his plan, Lapis listened and looked where Rend pointed but his doubts weren’t going away. It would be easy to just follow the plan outlined to him and double cross rend when the time came but Lapis knew that wouldn’t end well. They wouldn’t have to agree with each other completely but a comprise would have to be made.

There was a brief pause from Lapis after Rends instructions, but it was clear from the slowed pace of his dolphin tail and his strained expression what the reason might be. Lapis didn’t usually have a have a hard time speaking his mind but Rends aura of intimidation made the dolphin’s words cloudy.

“I will do this for you Rend, but we must agree on something” Lapis blurted out as he rushed to catch up. “I have no love for the land spawn but I don’t enjoy needless death. I won’t stop you from causing them harm but I wish to save a few. They can live out their lives in fear of the ocean or they can come back and you can have another chance to kill them but I just can’t let them all die today.” His words came with determination, it was clear that Lapis would not be swayed and would accept any retribution Rend wished to impart on him. Trickles of fear would come through as well, if only to show how the bravery it took to convey what he wanted.

Lapis waited for the opportune time as Rend instructed and swam as fast as his tail could take him. With both of his webbed hands on the spears pole he thrust the bladed end forward viciously. It failed to make a direct hit and simply grazed the end of the wood causing the two boats to shake a bit. Thankfully the turbulence wasn’t enough to rouse much suspicion from the land spawn, they probably assumed they had hit a small creature. A second attempt faired only slightly better, Lapis still hadn’t managed a direct hit but was able to chip a piece of the word away. The third strike was the charm and with a solid direct hit the wood burst apart sending the two sections into chaos.

Though only one portion seemed to flip over into the water, the other remained afloat by some miracle. The submerged part took considerable damage from its impact with the waters surface and spilled busted wreckage, treasures and frighted crew members into the cold waters. The other half was disoriented and shaken up and would be readying an attack at what ever hit them.
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It was... interesting. The amount of fear he seemed to inspire in Lapis. He wasn't quite sure what to make of it. He was fearsome yes, but before he had left his own tribe he had been one set against an entire group of others. Powerless and easy to ignore. He was torn between relishing the respect that came with fear and wanting to assure Lapis that he was safe. A quick turn around from when he'd been willing to fight to maintain his claim on the boat, but such was Rends mercurial temper.

All the same, his inclinations nearly flipped again at Lapis next request. He turned this idea over in his head, looking to find a way that it would fit in with his plan and agenda. If he killed everyone aboard, it would be a blow yes, but since he'd made sure they were isolated, likely the land spawn would assume they'd just been lost to the sea, or worse, to pirates, other land spawn. The whole point was that they learn to stay out of and off of his ocean. For that to happen at least one would need to go and tell the others what had occurred and who had caused it.

"Fine. Most die. Be mindful, they are unlikely to greet you as savior after we bring their boat down."

He did not want Lapis getting himself killed while trying to save some useless land spawn.

This agreed, they set to work. By the second hit of Lapis' spear on the front connecting beam, he had started to attract attention. Rend took advantage of this to come rocketing up out of the water, his leap landing him on the boat where he disdained the use of his weapon and instead opened his jaws as widely as he could, a disconcerting sight, and bit down on the back connector. He could bite with more pressure towards the back of his mouth. This done he jerked his head violently several times, his saw like teeth cutting deeper into the wood until it snapped, at about the same time the one Lapis had focused on did.

The hull on that side flipped violently, the netting keeping it from detaching cleanly, and instead causing it to buck and snap into several pieces, and begin sinking. Given enough time if the crew did not detach the remaining hull it would drag the entire ship down. Rend did not intend to allow them that opportunity. He himself, having been on the ship, was thrown violently back out into the water, but unlike the four men who were tossed in with him, that was where he was meant to be. These four had not armed themselves. Had not been given enough warning or a chance to prepare. They were half shocked from the violent twisting of the boat and then the chill of the waters.

A leg brushed against Rend, kicking to try and find which way was up, where the surface was. Immediately Rend jackknifed around, jaws wide, teeth fully extended. As soon as his face made contact he bit and shook his head like a terrier. There was no real artistry in this, he wasn't planning at the moment, there was no strategy beyond that which every shark was born with. Bite, cause damage, let your prey bleed out, then come back to feed.

Darting away Rend narrowed in on the next target. Again and again he struck at those unfortunate enough to have fallen into the water, now tinged liberally red. There was comfort in the mindlessness, the brutality. Whatever Chrien had been trying to make, with Rend she'd made only a killer. One of the men almost made it to the remaining hull, crying out piteously to his fellows, arms outstretched to be pulled aboard, only to be pulled violently under a moment before reaching fingers met. He surfaced again, still reaching for his fellows, voice weak, but when they pulled him aboard, they found one of his legs gone from the knee down. One of the men had the presence of mind to use rope to tie the leg off, but the shock finished what blood loss started.

There were still five healthy men aboard the remaining hull however, and now they were warned and had armed themselves. One was working feverishly to remove the netting that tied them to the wreck while the other four brandished their weapons and watched the water nervously, knuckles white and teeth clenched.

Rend for his part was enjoying himself immensely. Slowly the high of battle, the almost bloodlust was subsiding. Leaving his still euphoric as he darted this way and that below the remaining hull, in and out of the blood clouds, checking to make sure the corpses still in the water were just that. Slowly his mind cleared and he cast his attention on those who remained.

One harpoon, two crossbows, a spear and a sword. That's what he saw, glimmering over the edge of the boat, trying to track him. One arrow had been fired, but it had trailed past well clear of him. The shooter not knowing how to adjust for the waters distortion.

He briefly took stock of himself. Bruise on his shoulder, a larger one along the right side of his ribcage. He did not remember how he's got them, but this was not unusual. Other than that nothing. His skin was tough and hard to pierce without weapons. The harpoon and the spear caused him some concern. The way they were leaning over, searching gave him an idea. It was risky, but he was fearless with the scent of blood all around him.

"Lapis, rock the boat with me. I will go to the side with the three, you go where the man is cutting net and the crossbow watches over him. Have the man with the sword between yourself and the archer. When he is going to strike you, just dive, but warn me."

One advantage of telepathy, such warnings were immediate, could be sent as the action was being taken, and your enemies did not hear it. The hull was too large for them to flip even together, now that it was largely stationary, but with the way they were looking for the Mer, he thought if they were sudden enough, and coordinated enough, they could take them by surprise and a few more might tumble into the water.

Sending the other Mer his exact intentions, the speed at which he was rising, the exact moment his taloned hands grabbed the edge of the boat and the direction he was rocking it in so they could match each other, Rend was up and acting. Again his mouth was open in full threat display, the tentacles upon his head writhing. With all his strength and weight he rocked the boat, even as the spear came jabbing in at him. He turned slightly, but did not dive away, did not give in yet, they were staggering, a few more pushes and pulls.. The spear head did not hit him squarely. He's moved and the man who held it was having trouble compensating for the rocking of the boat. He was an experienced sailor yes, but this was not normal movement that he was accustomed to. It bit into Rends upper arm, and skidded along the skin, tearing a jagged wound along his left shoulder.

Rend was furious. He wanted to kill them all. Still, even as his vision began to cloud with rage once more, he remembered his promise to Lapis. He held onto it. Barely keeping his focus.

They will not fear, they will not respect if they do not know. Get them in the water. Get them disarmed. Kill some. Let Lapis have his one or two to haul about as he likes..
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“I’m not doing it for them I’m doing it for myself.”
Lapis wasn’t lying when he said he had no love for land spawn, they were detestable creatures in his eyes. He had no aspirations of receiving thanks and no intention of making the rescue a pleasant one. Life was too precious to Lapis for him to end it without good reason. Wisdom wasn’t something lapis had in abundance but experiencing a child hood where every day could be your last made him cherish existence in all it’s facets. His unfortunate history also attracted him to dangerous situations which made this ideals hard to uphold.

--

The physical exertion and the stress brought on by the chaos around him, was too much for Lapis. His stronger heart had to beat harder to compensate for the weaker one and the uncomfortable pounding in his chest was making the already frantic situation all the more difficult. The fresh blood of the land spawn slowly permitting the waters wasn’t helping Lapis’s condition ether. Every time he breathed to relax himself he took blood into his gills and had to resist the urge to choke on it.

“Yes, be right there”
Lapis didn’t want rend to know he was struggling, he wanted the shark to think he was dependable and strong not a weakling in need of help. It was nearly impossible to not channel his internal distress into his telepathic message so Lapis knew he would have to physically show he was okay. Ignoring his pain, Lapis pushed with his spear in hand on the boat opposite Rend until they began a steady rhythm. His arms trembled from the strain as Lapis pushed hard on the hull and it was beginning to make him feel nauseous. Lapis head had became foggy enough that he almost didn’t see the man with the crossbow readying his attack.

With a strong flick of his tail to the side Lapis was able to narrowly escaped being skewered by a direct hit. Instead there was a sting at his side, which lapis hoped was a small graze.
“Arrow!”
The single word was sent to Rend after his narrow escape.
“I’m okay.”
Lapis still sounded a touch frantic but there was a slight feeling of relief that carried with his words. He swam a little closer to the bottom of the hull so he was out of the way of the land spawns attacks before starting up again.
The continued rocking eventually caused the land spawn working on the net to fall over the edge and slash in the water. Lapis was quick to incapacitate him by thrusting the blunt end into the disoriented mans face. It was a hard blow but was only strong enough to break his nose, after another strong hit the man stopped moving.
“The land spawn working on the net is out.” Lapis reported.
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Enraptured with the blood and carnage, and not having a particularly strong bond with Lapis, Rend had not noticed anything was amiss. He assumed the distress was just tied in with the deaths of the men, since the other Mer did not seem to approve of such things.

At the mental cry of 'Arrow!' and the sting that accompanied it however, Rend very nearly lost his tenuous grip on what passed for control for him. With a hiss that was as close as the silent Mer came to a snarl, on the next down rock one hand grabbed the spear that was making another descent towards him and jerked it forward. The spearman was pulled forward, bumping into the man who held the harpoon, who was knocked into the water. Instead of finishing either of them, at Lapis next update, Rend dove, deep and quickly. If he descended quickly his rise was true testament to the speeds he could reach, arms straight at his sides, tail beating strongly.

He did not like that something was wrong with Lapis and he did not like that the one who'd shot him was still in the boat. He might still have reservations about the other Mer, but compared to land spawn they were as close as close could be.

In a moment Rend was out of the water once more, displaying the fairly terrifying jumps he employed only when hunting. Other Mer depending on the creatures they were based on might jump in and out of the waves for the enjoyment of it. Rend did so only when something was going to die. He cleared the side of the boat easily, and would have made a jump clear over it, had he not twisted and reached down, talons digging in to the back and shoulder of the man who'd shot Lapis. Tail over head, the jump was completed, his greater weight and momentum dragging the archer with him into the water. The second, and in short order last archer did get a shot off, that hit Rend cleanly in the tail, burying itself a good three inches in. At that moment however, he hardly felt it.

Jaws clamped onto the back of the mans neck, biting down, sawing into his spine. He was left to bleed out or drown, whichever came first. It made no difference to Rend.

This left an archer and the spearman in the boat, and gent with the harpoon struggling to get back into the boat. Under the wreckage and back to the side he'd been on, the kicking feet of the Harpooner made a tempting target, but he could see the point of the spear hovering over the water, waiting to strike. Unseen, within the remaining hull, the archer crouched, arrow tip shaking as it moved back and forth, waiting for an attack from any direction. Surfacing from under the hull, very nearly right beneath the struggling harpooner, Rend grabbed the shaft of the spear and dove again. He was easily three times the weight of the man holding it, who was given the option to let go, or be dragged under. He let go, cursing the devils who were attacking.

Though he himself was bleeding and had injuries to show for this attack, Rend smelled victory along with the blood and fear. Almost leisurely he circled under the boat, returning to Lapis and circling him as well, checking for any major injuries. He did not see anything that worried him, but he did not particularly like what he heard. Again, though his hearing could not match a true sharks, he heard much better than a human, and the sound carried well underwater. He did not know what to do to fix it however.

"Three left, too many to drag to shore. Your choice, who do you want?"

This was not meant to be one of those heartbreaking moral dilemmas in which a person was forced to choose who lived and who died, although that was precisely what he was asking. This was in fact Rends version of being nice. The only man still armed was the last crossbowman, and though neither Mer could see to know, huddled as he was, that was a man who would throw aside his weapon and surrender if there was only a chance to escape this nightmare. He was a craftsman first, a sailor second and a soldier hardly at all. He occasionally hunted pheasants with his friends or he'd not even know how to use the crossbow.
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Lapis was impressed with the swiftness and strength that seemed to come naturally to Rend. While Lapis was avoiding his attacker, Rend was sending his crashing into the water. The shark mer even swam at speeds Lapis didn’t think were possible. It may have been a regular occurrence for other Mer but for lapis it was an awe inspiring spectacle. He watched from the ships hull as Rend seemed to shoot up out of the water towards the land spawn. Lapis had no idea that this tribe had the capabilities to fly, but Rend seemed to soar right over the boat grabbing the land spawn archer in his clutches and dragging him violently into the water. As Rend tore into his victims flesh vigorously, Lapis notice the arrow that had entered his partners tail.

“Your tail received damage friend.” Lapis projected the location of the wound into Rends mind with a feeling of genuine concern tied to it. Lapis didn’t know what Rend could do with the knowledge, other that to be more mindful of the land spawns attacks. Lapis just couldn’t help sharing his distress, even for someone he barely knew.

After Rend crippled the enemy even more it seemed like the two were sure to have claimed a victory even with only the two of them against three. Rend swam over to Lapis and circled lapis, it made the dolphin mer a touch nervous but only for a moment. It soon became clear that Rend was checking him over for injuries and it allowed lapis to relax a bit, knowing someone was looking out for him.

“If it comes between our lives and theres, I pick ours. I don’t really care who we save but if the opportunity presents itself I would like to take that opportunity.” Lapis was starting to understand how difficult his wish was and he didn’t want rend to hurt himself trying to save some disgusting land spawn.

“Though I suppose I could always ask them who is willing to surrender, if none of them are willing to submit they have sealed their own fates.” This seemed like a good enough compromise as any. Lapis wouldn’t feel as guilty if the land spawn were unwilling to admit they made a mistake in disturbing their land.

“Land Spawn!” Lapis extended his telepathic message to the three humans aboard the ship with the intention of gaining their attention. Unlike with other Mer the connection only went one way and Lapis couldn’t even be sure that his message was even being received.
“We do not wish to kill you all, if you wish to live give your weapon to the sea and lay down on the hull of the ship and you will be spared.”
This interaction started a great deal of bickering among the Land spawn as one of them promptly cast aside his weapon and lay down. His comrades were quick to call him a coward and a fool for believing the word or a Mer but only time could tell if they were right.
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Rend
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[Endor] First Strike

Rend sent back acknowledgement and dismissal when informed about the arrow. It didn't hurt much yet, though it surely would soon. In truth he didn't really know what to do about it. He knew enough not to pull it out without someone who knew more about healing, but beyond that.. He supposed he'd just break it off close enough to the skin that he didn't need to worry about it catching on things and causing him more injury. To Rend who had been alone for longer than he should have been, when you were injured you healed or you died. Those were the options.

"Wise."


Rend agreed, when Lapis voiced his plan of telling the humans to surrender. As wise as any plan that resulted in saving humans could be in any case. He reminded himself once more that if none lived, they would not know to fear. It was important to remember that.

The humans had been largely in the middle of the remaining hull, because it was sturdier, and because it was human nature to group up when threatened. This being so, Rend shot up once more as Lapis sent his message to the humans, taloned hands grasping the bow of the boat and pulling himself upwards. He wanted to see their reaction.

One tried to comply, even tossing the crossbow towards the water, Rend watched with dark unblinking eyes as the one who'd wielded the spear lunged after it, grabbing it and turning immediately towards the bow, fighting to get the crossbow ready to fire. By then of course Rend had dropped back into the water. He considered this problem. Two to kill and one for Lapis. One with a crossbow and one unarmed. He'd been doing this himself, with the weapons he'd been born with but in the interest of speed and no further arrows in his hide..

Speaking of which, if he was going to do what he intended.. Bracing his tail against a piece of still sinking hull, allowing him to turn far enough to reach the arrow, he grasped it with one hand and snapped it off with the other, tossing aside the feathered end and watching it float away with a look of disgust. A small cloud of blood escaped when he broke the arrow, but with the shaft still filling the whole, it resolved itself into a small trickle in short order. Though it had hurt, more than being shot in the first place, it was a pain he had expected and caused, and it made him more determined to complete the attack.

From the straps across his body, Rend drew two long curved hooks. One in either hand he turned, listening and feeling the vibrations coming from the boat. Had they moved much? Where was the archer? There. A glint of metal showed where the tip of the crossbow bolt peeked over the edge of the ship. With a grin that was the stuff of nightmares, Rend was rising once more, angling to take the spearman-cum-archer from behind. A leap that was not quite as impressive as before, as he did not want to jump over the beat, he wanted to be in it.

It was true that once on a solid surface, be it land or deck, Rend was at a disadvantage, ungainly and awkward. But he was hardly helpless. Right hand lashed out as he crashed onto the deck, hook taking the only armed man in the leg, piercing through and dragging him in towards Rend. Understandably, brave though the man had been, the sudden shock and pain saw him losing his grip on the weapon as he fell, screaming. The man who'd had the sword grabbed an oar and landed a bludgeoning blow on Rends lower body. The Mer reacted by jackknifing his tail, sweeping him over board. Drawing the man on the end of his hook closer, jagged jaws bit through leather boots to tear out heels. He'd bleed out soon enough, particularly with the wound from the hook as well as the shock to compound the issue.

Rend replaced his hooks in their rightful spot and crawled on his forearms, ignoring the man still whimpering, pressed against the deck, and pulled himself ungracefully over the edge and back into the water. The polearm that had been on his back, unused this whole encounter made a brief appearance to spit the man in the water who was actually trying to swim away from a Mer.

Rend wasn't sure whether to be angered or amused by that. What hope did he have of out-swimming a Mer? None. Foolishness.

"Yours."

He commented to Lapis, sending the image of the cowering man with the comment.

"Unless you want to look for shinies first."

Rend did not much care either way. His wounds were starting to make themselves known, which kept him on high alert. While he'd swum and hunted with true sharks before, there were some who would attack him if they found him wounded. At the moment at least they would probably go after the corpses first. When Lapis was done here Rend intended to go closer to shore, in shallower water, where the predators that could be a threat to him did not haunt and heal for a few days. Rend was a danger of the sea certainly, but he was not the worst and was only one of many.
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