Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140611170629/@comment-24449631-20140613204624

This wind wasn’t going to cut it. The elven galleon would surely overtake the drakkar before they reached Anvil’s save harbour.

Though this reality seemed inevitable, the captain didn’t seem to agree with the given truth.

Which worried bjornalf.

“He’s not used to this…” He said quietly to Rowan as he looked at the captain at the back, manning the tiller like a crazyman.

“Used to what?” Rowan asked. It seemed recent events had really shaken him out of his life of solitude.

“Losing…” Bjornalf said with a sour smile.

Though it was the true, the captain had always outsmarted crooks on the open seas, but it seemed today wasn't going to be one of those days.

“I’ll go have a word with him.” He then assured the younger Nord as he stepped down the ship, as he saw the Milquen, the Elven Galleon got closer by every second.

The captain didn’t dare to look backwards, and realise just how close the Alinorian naval fleet was on their tail.

The shadow of their sails almost were visible on the much smaller drakkar.

“Captain… We’re not gonna make it. We’re going to have to surrender if you want to get out of this one alive…”

The captain didn’t respond for a few seconds, not even did he dignify Bjornalf with a simply look.

“Get back to your post. Bjorn.” He said with hints of anger.

“But…”

“Get back! We’ll have a tail wind soon, you’ll see!” The captain desperately shouted.

“Ogmir! This is crazy! Stop the bloody ship they’ll over take us any minute, if we don’t stop they’ll blow us out of the water with the fury of fifty cannons!”

<p class="MsoNormal">''Ogmir… Guess that’s his name then. ''Rowan smiled, despite all of this.

<p class="MsoNormal">But Rowan soon looked up as he saw their argument escalate and Bjornalf seemed to be wrestling with Captain Ogmir for control over the tiller.

<p class="MsoNormal">Rowan gasped as he quickly jumped off the prow and hurried his way to the other side of the longboat.

<p class="MsoNormal">He couldn’t really see all that well what was going on. But before he arrived there was a loud bang and a flash of blue light.

<p class="MsoNormal">Rowan stopped for a moment. The whole ship seemed to stop for a moment, as if time itself had to catch up.

<p class="MsoNormal">Bjornalf stumbled back as he clutched for his chest.

<p class="MsoNormal">“urgk…” was the only sound he could make before he fell to the ground, lifelessly.

<p class="MsoNormal">Rowan stood there, as if he was pinned to the floorboards.

<p class="MsoNormal">The captain just shot Bjornalf.

<p class="MsoNormal">The young Nord looked at the captain with wide eyes.

<p class="MsoNormal">Ogmir looked equally shaken by the events. The smoking gun trembled is his hands.

<p class="MsoNormal">A whole plethora of emotions went through his head, he didn’t know what to do.

<p class="MsoNormal">Rowan slowly walked towards Bjronalf’s body and could only state the obvious, as also he was kind of ‘off this world.’

<p class="MsoNormal">“Y-you shot him…” He muttered as he kneeled down besides the lifeless body of the Nord.

<p class="MsoNormal">He just looked at the blank look on the face. Even though he had seen death before… far too much even, on this very moment. It seemed to have reached the newest low.

<p class="MsoNormal">A friend shooting another friend.

<p class="MsoNormal">…

<p class="MsoNormal">*click*

<p class="MsoNormal">“And I will shoot you to, if you don’t get back to your position” Ogmir sobbed as he pointed the gun to Rowan kneeling down.

<p class="MsoNormal">His hand was still trembling, making it seem like it could go off any moment.

<p class="MsoNormal">Rowan slowly looked up from the body.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Are you rea-“

<p class="MsoNormal">“DON’T” the cap shouted at Rowan.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Don’t… start this now… And just do as I say… Please…” He sounded weakly.

<p class="MsoNormal">Rowan held his hands up as he walked back towards the main deck.

<p class="MsoNormal">His hands trembled as well. As he now feared the first man he had learned to respect in a long while.

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