Thread:ChazmanianDevil/@comment-26184570-20160804232358/@comment-27097330-20160809210024

A horn sounds on the ship. Suddenly it's alive with activity. "Outrun them! We have to outrun them!" The ship creaks and strains with the effort, trying it's hardest to get away. The woman mocks and arrow. "You lot! Come with me!" She leads six other archers to the rear of the ship.

Meanwhile, below deck... A twelve year old Tauredain boy with a pony tail looks up as he hears the horn, then down at the child playing the room. "We have to get out of here now!"

"But why?"

"No time or explain come on!"