Chapter 1

@Saris It is a beautiful day. The sunlight sends sparkles rippling across the calm waters. For a moment, its serenity reminds you of the heavens. Then despair sets in as you remember your fall from grace.

@Magak. Looking at the sailors it’s plain to see that the crew are anxious. Every now and then they cast a glance towards the port side. Following their gaze you notice something on the horizon. You can’t make out any details but it’s obviously another ship.

@Que Either way a sailor berates you What are you doing? Can’t you see we’re under attack? It’s the Dreadship, captained by the sea witch known as ‘The Siren.’ We’re in big trouble. She takes no prisoners and She’ll be on us within the hour. We’ve got a few marines and those guys know their stuff. But the rest of us are no warriors. You'd better get down. She will probably fire at our masts to cripple us.

@Harbek and Glórendil You make your way towards Captain Bates. As you call for him he looks at you with an expression of irritation bordering on anger. I don’t have tim... he stops midsentence as his anger vanishes and a look of inspiration crosses his features. You know how to use those I assume he says looking at your weapons. Look I don’t have time to explain but we’re under attack. Pirates. He points towards the port side of the ship. They’re bigger and faster than we are so we’re going to have to fight them. I need you to go below decks and organise anyone who can fight and get them on deck. Questions? Please be brief. Time is of the essence.

What do you do?

I look around to everyone else and yell as intimidating as possible. Stop running! Someone tell Magak what happening!

@Magak You stop a sailor who, while clearly terriffied of you, stops for a moment and says Pirates are attacking. Get ready and then rushes off.

@Glorendil
You head downstairs and tell people about the situation. Unfortunately, word spreads faster than you do. People begin to panic. They group together and form something resembling a mob. The spokesperson, a large built human male adresses you. Why should we go up there? We should stay and protect our families. The crowd roars in agreement.

I hold my great ax above my head, looking out at the pirate boat and just roar, looking forward to the rush of battle.

@ QueYour words have an immediate effect on the crowd and many tears fall as warriors say goodbye to their families and follow you upstairs to the quarter deck. After you assemble everyone Captain Bates addresses this improvised fighting force. Archers to the castle he says pointing towards the stern. Listen to the officers and open fire as soon as they come into range. Never stop firing! The rest of you guard that door! He says pointing to the entrance to the hold. They’ve come for plunder and powder, not prisoners so you’ll be fighting for the lives of your families. Don’t let any of those bastards through.

@ Glórendil
Bran Gives you a hug and a kiss. I love you. Stay safe and then takes his position with the archers.

@everyone
You look towards the port side. The small sail on the horizon is now clearly visible. The Dreadship gradually grows in size and you see a few small puffs of smoke followed by a deafening roar. The air
fills with the whistle of cannon balls as they fall around the ship. Most land harmlessly in the ocean but a few find their mark. You hear the screams of dying men and women. You hear a cry from above Watch Out! As the mizzen mast drops to the main deck.
Clear that away, shouts Captain Bates. Marines to the Quarter Deck You watch as twenty uniformed men form into two ranks. Each carries a large blackpowder rifle in two hands. The marines have grizzled, stern expressions on their faces. They are clearly no amateurs. They unleash a deadly volley as The Dreadship pulls up alongside The Indomitable.

Then all goes to hell in a heartbeat. The Dreadship crashes into the side of The Indomitable knocking many off of their feet. Grappling hooks are thrown over the railings, missiles are flying left right and center, and there is fighting up and down the ship as pirates swarm over. Seven gaunt looking humans, wielding wicked rusty looking weapons, swing over and land near your position. Each wears a bloody bandana on their head. They look half starved and desperate.

Please roll initiative.