Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20180712215352/@comment-17114085-20180804221141

The Tulune guards nodded and walked up the plank to inspect the Forward.

"We can leave them to their jobs, let's head to the keep." Quintus suggested.

"You will answer any summons I make of your crew and any special mission I give you." Freydis said. "Other than that, you can continue as you had on your own. If you serve me well, I will make you a proper part of my fleet with all the added benefits."

(@Nelthro: You should stop trying to throw weapons, your character wasn't good at throwing weapons. :P)

Throwing the sword was a poor choice as the heavy sword was not balanced in the slightest to be a thrown weapon. It missed the Redguard captain completely and fell on the ground.

The second officer struck the defenseless Zirkan, as he had no more weapons to defend himself with. With a swift slash of his sword, he ended the assassin's life with a fatal blow to his neck.

The paralysis ended on Abdul and the Redguard captain fell to the ground.

The first officer rushed over to Abdul to help him. "Captain, are you alright?"

Abdul grunted in pain. He was dizzy, having lost a lot of blood. "I'm..."

"Saryat, help me here!" The first officer called.

Saryat, the second officer, went over to the bleeding Abdul and helped the other officer pick him up. "We need to get him to the healer's quarters, quickly before he dies of bloodloss!"

They managed to make it in time, but by then Abdul had fallen unconscious from the bloodloss. They left the injured captain with the fort's healer.

"So Cassander, you are a werewolf." Prince Marcus muttered. "That information would've been useful when I was making my plan, though I understand why you've kept it a secret."