Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170719030306/@comment-5543592-20170724000909

Gunnar made a sucker of a dodge, barely getting out of the way in time, although that Phantom went for center mass meant his attack was easily broadcasted. The edge of Phantom's sword scraped the side of Gunnar's chest, then across his ribs. Blood immediately began to pour from the wound.

The captain stepped around Phantom, disengaging, and glanced down at his wounded side.

"Oh Tava, that's not good." He noted, before raising his sword again, and throwing a feint of a thrust for Phantom's right shoulder.

By now, the others had geared up, and were out onto the deck.

Taeris surveyed the carnage. It was a mess with bodies, both injured and death, strewn everywhere, most of the ship in tatters. Arctus was brawling with the foreman at the stern. He saw Phantom dueling with Gunnar at the opposite end of the ship, near the bow.

He headed to Ollie, Fordola, and Bagarok first. "Anything serious?" He asked them, noting the injuries each of them bore.

The foreman had obviously not expected Torbjorn to join he fray, and dropped his whip whilst stumbling back to avoid the axe.

"Whoa, alright, easy!" He said, holding up his hands in surrender. "I'm done."