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Order of the Sword & Rose
Pettrah hits the ocean water, slipping in with a swan dive, saving herself from the brunt of a hard water landing. Zeek, on the other hand, enters the water less aerodynamically, and Pettrah cringes. ‘He shall place blame on me for this…’
They set a furious pace soon reaching the side of the ship tread water looking up at the great vessel. Pettrah flicks her ears at the sound of battle coming from the deck and frowns. Zeek growls at her snorting as he unhappily treads in the water beside her. “I am working on it you great beast, a moment of time, please!”
Pettrah frowns looking up at the ship and hooks a hand in a crevice of wood, sighing as she is unable to find a purchase. She growls and then her eyes go wide as her takes her blade and pushes out of the water grunting and slashing at the hull. The wood gives and the first handhold is made. She climbs as she puts another and another until she has reached a small porthole in the ship’s side. Checking to see Zeek is maneuvering up the make shift steps himself, albeit somewhat clumsily, she slips hr head over the rim of the window to peer in.
Several people, mages most likely. They looked frail. The stronger ones must be up facing her fellows. She grins a cruel smile and slips into the window shoving a blade into the chest of one very surprised looking man and drags it up, splattering herself with blood in the process. She growls loudly turning on the rest of the group, grin still wide. Zeek finally hops in beside her and then there are no thoughts, just a flurry of cuts, dodges and spells.