Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26446054-20150916143234/@comment-26446054-20150918195440

(Eric, you really need to post or something. Your absence was bringing the plot to a slow series of 1 post every 12 hours. I'll be taking control of your character.)

The Imperials and Gyula's ship came into distant view. The lookout cried out from above the mast;

"Imperial frigate and schooners to stern!"

Sandcloak took out her telescope as well, checking at the rear of the ship for the aforementioned ships.

"hands t' battlestations, lads! Send 'em to Oblivion!" She ordered fiercely, Cyrnin gripping the side of the ship as it stopped and spun round to face the oncoming attackers with all guns ready.