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Qatari could see the crudely constructed ship gliding about the water without much grace at all. She could immediately tell that it was of Orcish make, what with the hull being heavily reinforced with orichalcum, as well as the green and red of Orsinium visibly decorating its exterior. Despite the ties to the Orcish nation, the flag itself was another variation of a Jolly Roger, leading one to think that it must've been a pirate ship. Orsimer crew members scrambled to load all of their cannons as they readied their second volley, and several orcs had already swung onto the beach to begin an assault on the villa.

The only orcish pirate of some repute who was known to sail the Abecean was Zaathra the Scar-Artist; a pirate famous for his hatred of the mannish races, and his aggressive nature. He obviously gained the same information that Kane did about the meeting, but opted for a much less subtle approach to it than the Redguard captain did. He sailed a powerful frigate named The Bloodtusk, and the large ship was nothing to sneeze at.

The Bloodtusk fired its second volley, and the villa become to crumble and fold in on itself once more as the cannonballs bit away at its structure.

"Ocarus's parcel!" Kane shouted back to Ramol, taking cover from the hail of projectiles. The captain was about to say something else as the group made their way into the villa, but the frame of the portal collapsed just as he was under it, crushing the old man beneath it as it fell. The captain croaked out in pain as his bones audibly cracked under the heavy weight, struggling futily to lift it off of himself.

Floyd quickly took off after Samedi, having the same idea as him and intent on backing the Redguard up. He would need it, come the orcs.