Board Thread:Off-Topic Discussion/@comment-29637681-20171103171830/@comment-32070106-20171125230928

A sudden harpoon catches Pernicia in the head. She growls, pulls it out, and glares to her right. At the ocean.

A ship sails towards the group, and it ain't just any ship. It rotates to face the beach with its side, and primitive cannons peak out of small portholes. They fire simultaneously, unleashing a barrage of stone cannonballs. The ship drops an anchor, and two figures jump over the railing.

Ishmael and Sun were passing by, and saw the fight going on. The boat's finished!

Please don't wreck it; they spent months on it. The woven sails took forever, and gunpowder isn't easy or safe to make.

They charge into the fray. Ishmael swats smaller Empire soldiers aside, and Sun throws improvised grenades (incendiary, grapeshot, durian).