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[b]Time:[/b] [color=E594FF]Morning[/color]
[b]Location:[/b] [color=E594FF]Helm of the Saltrunner[/color]
[b]Mentions:[/b] [color=E594FF]The Entire Pirate Crew[/color]
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330 amas, Red-hilted dagger, Leather armor, compass, fancy spyglass, treasure map, and a cloak
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With the approaching threat, and a few of them still lightly wounded from their skirmish, Tanithil thought of taking the evasive route. But an idea popped into his mischievous brain of combining an evasive maneuver with a little bit of battle savvy tactics to hopefully throw off the other pirates. [color=magenta]”Oi! Drew! Come take the wheel ya lazy bones and keep her peelin’ to port.”[/color] The young elf jumped up to the wheel and firmly gripped the wheel to hold the ship steady while Tanithil began to make his way below deck.

[color=magenta]”Either get below deck with the cargo or get ready for a shock. We’re gonna give em a broadside to scare em off!”[/color] He shouted to the crew before practically jumping down the stairs. He gathered a couple nearby hands to ready two cannons along the starboard side of the ship. As they began to approach, a few figures above the ship could be made out to those who had good vision or a spyglass. 

At center stage stood a proud looking light elf who sported a black tricorn and a silver stained leather eyepatch. Flanking either side of him were two canine demihumans who seemed to be literally chomping at the bit for some action. The light elf raised his hand and the ship steered towards the Saltrunner, ready to engage in some naval combat.
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