Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170719030306/@comment-5543592-20170723133932

Sailors hit the deck, some ducking, others with harpoons speared through their chests. The rest hurried to grab weapons that would be effective against the stone man.

The sailor didn't respond to Ollie and, with a shout, thrusted his sabre towards the boy's stomach.

"Captain Gunnar went up there, princess." One of the pirates said smugly. "That means your stone giant is about to be a pile of rubble."

Another one of the pirates, however, didn't look too sure, judging by the looks he gave that one.

Gunnar strode out onto deck, bloodred blade gleaming. He briefly scanned the chaos that had been wrought, and his face contorted into an expression of gleeful anger. It looked incredibly unnatural.

"Gunnar's had a rough day, Tava." He said, starting towards Bagarok. "A rough, rough day." He ducked as piece of debris flew over his head and, with flash of motion, severed the line it was tied too, sending the destroyed winch clattering to the deck.

"Hey!" Gunnar shouted to Bagarok, pounding a fist against his bare chest. "Gunnar tells you to stop beating up his ship and get over here so he can teach ya a lesson or two!"