Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150414013830/@comment-5543592-20150414224203

Dacian charged towards the back of the ship flinging a pirate overboard with a wave of his hand. Dacian neared the stern of the ship, and jumped. He levitated down over the chains. His brow was already beading in sweat. To remain so hey off of the surface of the earth, thirty feet or so, took immense concetration. He slowly aimed his shaking hands at the first harpoon. There was a groan as the harpoon was affected by his magic, and then it slowly wiggled, pushing it's way out of the puncture it had made. There was a snapping sound, and the head of the chain came bursting out of the ship, taking the back of the cockpit with it.

"Fuck!" Cried Dacian, taking one hand from the harpoon to focus on holding the ship together. "This is not how I die!"

He held his closed fist up in the air and spun it, causing the harpoon to fly up and face back towards it's home, where Dacian soon returned it wit ha swift chopping motion of his arm. The harpoon shot through the air, landing with a crash and a bang as it collided with the pirate ship's deck, drawing several horrid screams.

Dacian sunk lower to the surface of the water, almost level with the second harpoon. Sweet dripped down from his brow now and this one came out much slower, as he was busy holding the ships' supports in place, so that the decks wouldn't just collapse on top of each other. They'd lose half the ship that way. The second harpoon wiggled wildly, with little finese, and almost no control. But Dacian almost had it.

"Mannimarico bless me!" Dacian shouted in triumph as the harpoon came free, just in time for an ironic arrow to shoot him through the stomach. He looked down in shock, gasping in pain, but didn't let up. The second harpoon lifted, and followed suit with the first, although with much less velocity. Dacian sunk lower, level with deck three. He flew into it, and crumbled ot the ground. The ship would've immediately collapsed with the cease of his magic, but Dacian managed to rise to his feet, and held up his arms, his supernatural strength supporting the ship.

He roared in agony, and glanced around for the support beams, that had been destoryed,  He freed one hand, which caused the ship to sink even further, to push them back into place with telekinesis. It was timultus, but it worked.

He felt the ship support it's own weight, and promply planted face first on the floor. In the end, the ship was free of it's harpoons, the entire back wall of it's hull was gone leaving a gapping hole, Dacian felt on the verge of a coma, and he was pretty certain no one knew where he was, but, at least the job was done.