The crash practically happens in slow motion as the wood of the ship collapses in the wood of one of the piers. The loud crack is crisp in the night air. People immediately start to move closer, but the jester gets ahead of them, practically sprinting. His feet stomp loudly as he rushes to it. Upon closer inspection it looks even more worse for wear. The mast is collapsed down onto the deck and some of the guardrails are cracked apart. It's a miracle that it managed to even make it anywhere. Suspicious indeed.

He makes a spectacle of himself as he swiftly leaps up and grabs onto the bowsprit without hesitation. He hefts himself up onto it and looks over the deck from his slightly elevated position. He's not an expert, his knowledge of these things exclusively from his stories and songs... But there was a massacre here. There are signs of combat littered across the deck in the form of gashes in the ground and walls. The destroyed mast and rails also make more sense now. Being a Boogeyman he is unable to detect the half washed but obvious blood splatters all over the ship, but he doesn't need to see them to know what's up. He shifts his feet and starts sliding down the wet bowsprit, leaping and landing on his feet smoothly.

People continue watching him as he begins walking across the ghastly vessel. It all seems fine to Anataaoerki up until he starts to hear shouting coming from the onlookers. A woman screams and a man yells at the jester to run away. His echolocation is unable to detect that which has no body. A collection of ghosts begin to materialize before him. Their unsettling visage causes those nearby to panic, starting to back away from that which they don't understand. He freezes still and listens closely to what they're saying. Ghosts? Excellent. He understands why he can't see them, but he's sure it won't be too much of a problem... So long as they're friendly. The same man is still telling him to run away. His body turns to the panicked audience and he snaps up straight, standing with his arms by his sides as he screeches out.

[color=662d91]"BLOODY HELL! I'M POSSESSED! RUN BEFORE THEY GET YOU TOO!"[/color]

People scream and begin to flee. The nice taste of their fear sinks into the Boogeyman's skin and he can't help but grin underneath his mask. He knows it's a taste he shouldn't get too used to, but it's fine every now and then. When he detects no one nearby he stands properly and turns to where he assumes the ghosts are standing.

[color=662d91]"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you out to be villains. But it was so fun I couldn't resist. Care to tell me what happened to this ship? It could make for a fine ballad."[/color]

His nonchalant attitude towards such an absurd and potentially dangerous situation serves to further highlight just how willing he is to do what it takes to gather tales to tell others. Though he definitely has fun lying about them, it would be nice to have some completely true ones up his sleeves. Especially when dealing with those pesky Katzheer.