Amelia grew uneasy in her spot among the sailors and Scarlet. The vibrancy of day dimmed, the sea rolled with more sway and there was something low in the distance. The sailors all gave her sweet smiles and nods before moving on their way. The crew knew it was time to move. She stood and scurried her way to the most familiar part of the ship for her, the kitchen with Scarlet.

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Daniel strode with a purpose through the decks calling; [b]"Storm's comin', i' ye be injured git under t' deck. I' ye cn't git there yer self, crew help 'em out."[/b] He helped haul one or two sailors lumber to the lower decks. The mighty ship rolled between deepening waves, thunder rumbling a little louder. 

Once the injured were in a relatively safer spot of the vessel. Daniel again traversed among the sailors strong, shouting encouragement as he went.