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Araleith once more sits of the deck of his flagship.

"Sir, the Sea-Lords are doing minimal damage. They've only taken down a single ship".

"I'm aware of that. General, I believe it is due time that we show the men of Umbar our strength. Give me my grandfather's blade, and his quarterstaff. And the Horn of the Sea. It will give all strength".

A guard passes Araleith Karos I's leaf-bladed shasqua and quarterstaff, as well as a colossal Horn with copper rings.

"Make us proud, sir". "I will, for all free people all across Arda". He grabbed the horn, and blew it as hard as he could. The entire harbour was silent for 5 seconds, before Araleith ran to the bow, screaming, "FOR ANFALAS! FOR DOL AMROTH! FOR GONDOR!!!!!"

He then leaped off the bow, before landing in a roll on the nearest Umbarian ship, and adopted a defensive stance against the men of Umbar. "Fight me, thou traitors!!"