Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26446054-20150905224128/@comment-26446054-20150911160214

Cyrnin stared unbelievingly at Gyula, after getting up from his protective cover at the ship, and threw his gun away, diving into the water and reaching for Sandcloak. Noise instantly was absorbed by the surface water, gunfire and death muffled.

Up top, the confused and bewildered guards began to fall, the men with muskets breaking and running away, battlemages firing Ice Spikes wildly at the crew. Smoke was filling the air, and the area was clear of anyone unarmed; the pure shock of the sudden noise had driven them away.