Feeling the cannon fire erupt beneath his feet Kristoph glanced behind him as he tried to maneuver the Silver Arrow to out speed his pursuers. He grimaced slightly as most of the first round of cannon fire missed, aside from two, one just barely hitting the top of the ships main mast, the second one taking out the tip of one of the wind oars that pushed the ship through the air. Neither hit seemed to do much to the ship behind them as the pirates behind him continued the pursuit. Kristoph gritted his teeth behind his lips as he returned his attention to piloting his ship through the skies. If he could hold off the advancing ship for a little while longer, Kristoph knew that he could lose them in a nasty wind tunnel that very few captains could make their way through; he wasn't a fan of the escape plan, but since he personally knew the pirate captain of the other ship Kristoph knew he would be able to lose the man once he entered the wind tunnel. Glancing to Emerson as he called out, Kristoph gave a sharp nod of his head. "Aye! I'm aiming for the wind tunnel off of Dorothel's Peninsula heading towards southern Tiriene." He paused catching the look of terror in the eyes of some of his men as they looked his way. Steeling his resolve the captains eyes looked over the men with finality. It was the only way they were going to escape. "Help the men secure the sails, the engine will have to be put into high wind mode! Only the strongest men will remain on deck with me, to make sure the sails stay in place!" Kristoph's tone said the decision was final, he was running out of time to change his mind, so this would have to work, and he would have to muster all his strength to steer the ship up the tunnel. --- Barley Verton, the captain of the black ship, looked onward with an angry gaze at the Silver Arrow which was slowly managing to outdistance his ship. The man was a heavier set man with jet black short hair, a black bushy beard and murky brown eyes which were filled with anger and rage at the man captaining the Silver Arrow. The kid had gotten lucky and managed to beat him to the cargo ship that was carrying some pretty valuable cargo that could be pawned of pretty easily. If Kristoph hadn't heard him talking about it, he wouldn't have gotten the upper hand on him. As his men continued returning fire, although his men's aim seemed to be thrown off with the distance between the two ships now. Barley watched as the Silver Arrow's course varied a bit to the left. The man frowned as he wondered just what Kristoph was thinking. He was setting himself up to be caught, and while Barley wasn't about to complain about the chance to catch up to the pirate captain, it just didn't seem like something he would do. --- Zeva watched hesitantly as her sister stretched her leg. She hated that her sister wouldn't rest herself more especially when it was clear she was hurting. Biting her tongue she silenced her words as they continued onwards. "Don't worry about our aunt and uncle. They will be fine. Besides we won't be gone forever, we will come back with the merchants when they return. It's just seasonal work we're looking for." Zeva didn't mention that she hoped to find something more than seasonal work. She and Zaria had gotten into arguments since the two had agreed to look for work to help their aunt and uncle out. They needed the extra money and the merchants paid well for hard workers to help organize and pack their wares to come back from the bigger cities to trade in Tiriene. Zeva however was hoping for something more by going to the bigger cities. The two sisters made their way into Eagleharbor. The city had an average amount of people out and about. The year round traders that would remain were already open for the day. Zeva and Zaria had set out early in order to find a ship that would be willing to take them aboard and take them to one of the larger cities. "We should probably talk to one of the local year round traders to figure out who we should start talking to in order to get passage to another continent." Zeva said as she looked around hoping to find a familiar trader to talk with.