John
Captain Salim
Just off the Northern Shore

The Siren broke through another massive wave, left over from a battle from last night. A merchant ship had thought to take the fight to them, but they now knew better. Or atleast they would have, if they were still alive. They had chosen to fight, and for their bravery they had their ship sunk. However it wasn't worth the time and energy to kill off the storm created, so the Captain just let it brew. 

They were approaching land, maybe 2 hours as the crow flies. The buyer for some of the rare spices they had was on the beach and hopefully had everything they needed, plus some of the captains reqests. Not that he'd step on land. Some said that he ouldn't step on land for more than once every 7 day. Others said he just hated it. It was unknown even to many of the crew which one was true. 

The captain was at the helm, sitting on his throne and watching as the other pirates manuevered the ship. He didn't do much of the actual day to day maintenance and driving. Everyone had their speciality and he had his. However he decided to give them a bit of a hand...
**"Spread the sails!"** He called out, coughing after he was done. As soon as they did his eyes would crackle and the wind would increase around the ship.
Joseph
Cecilia Lyanah
Just off the Northern Shore

Flying used to be an effortless task. She would use the currents to her advantage, keeping her wings stretched as the wind would allow her to travel with little effort. However, it did not seem to be the case this morning as her wings ached to keep her moving forward. Her lungs began to burn as she fought against the storm, finding herself becoming exhausted from the lack of food in her stomach and the strength of these winds. Exhaustion never used to be an issue until now and it frightened her. The thought of falling into the sea terrified the Shifter, knowing it would be endless suffering if she was to do so. 

The thought continued to torment her mind until her eyes caught the sight of a ship, sailing through the waves with ease. Relief flooded her body as she used all the energy she could muster to fly towards it, knowing it would allow her some rest after she tore through its crew. 

Once above the ship, Cecilia tucked her wings into her body and allowed herself to drop towards the vessel, shifting just before she landed on the deck. What once was an eagle, landed as a human, crouched with her hands holding herself balanced against the rocking wooden beast. For now, she was focused on catching her breath, ignoring the cold wind that nipped at her bare skin.
John
Captain Salim 
Just off the Northern Shore

An old and gruff soldier would be right next to where she landed, frowning at her sudden appearance. This wasn't something they were used to. The sea had many mysteries but women turning into birds and birds turning into people was something new. Something that he hadn't seen before... Possibly one of the captains friends? As such he didn't go to instantly cutting her down. 

The man extended a hand and touched her shoulder, the other hand going to take off his coat and give it to her. Having a naked woman on ship wouldn't do. Would distract some of the younger members of the crew to begin with. He wasn't amazingly armed but he looked tough enough. 

Salim would remain in his seat, looking at the ship as a whole. His dispassionate eye landed on the female... And stayed on her.
Joseph
Cecilia Lyanah
Just off the northern shore
 
The moment she felt the warm touch against her skin, a menacing snarl tore through her throat. Without a hesitant second, the shifter twisted her upper body and wrapped her fingers around the soldier's bicep before pulling him in front of her. The small female had surprising strength which she used to snap his neck before standing up, her back straightened as she eyed the men around her with hunger. 

"Who's next?" A smirk played on her lips as she asked the crew in a mocking tone, attempting to anger them so they would charge at her. She would have to wait until she finished them off before she could allow herself to feast. 

Targeting the first few men closest to her, Cecilia dodged the blades while using the palm of her hands to push them further from her. A couple managed to strike into her when she was distracted but the wounds began to heal almost instantly. The wounds however didn't bother her as she passed a few of the men's swords and focused on tearing into their neck, using either her nails or teeth. The moment she had finished off one, she moved immediately to the next, questioning why she hadn't observed the crew before she landed on their ship. Thinking was never one of her attributes as she always followed her instincts over her mind.
Leah
Ymara Charac
Just off the Northern Shore

"That would be me, then." Ymara stood from where she'd been sitting on one of the boxes close to the left of the upper deck this ship boasted. 
Keeping one hand on the whip that she'd passed off as a bracelet on her left arm, she approached the shapeshifter. She took small, cautious steps as to not alarm the other female, her right palm facing forwards. Ymara had been trained in riding horses and she remembered the things her instructor had told her when he'd brought a wild stallion along with him. His fiery demeanour had impressed her. It was the same here and now. She'd been watching the woman tear through the crew for a few moments, taking into account her strength and ruthlessness. 

"I am not going to hurt you, I promise." 
Her left hand moved through the fabrics of her tunic, producing a few of the scraps she usually fed to Xerxes, who was watching from his usual spot next to her crate. Ymara had motioned for him to stay behind. Cautious, she laid the meat out in front of her, gaze still hefted on the shapeshifter in front of her.
John
Captain Salim
Just off the Northern Shore

Salim would finally get up, winds around him dying down. He needed the ship stable for this. **"Hold it lass. That there's a witchblood. Weapons won't do shill on it... Unless they're made of cold iron or silver. Get the chains!"** He called out to his men, commanding as usual. 

The ones near the anchor dropped their weapons and began hauling out hard runic silver, bound in whale Song and embossed in black pearls. They began swinging the ends around while Salim called out commands in Arabic. 

**"Testing time new girl. Keep her distracted!"** One of the soldiers would say to Ymara as she swung around the chains. Despite being near something that could kill her, excitement could be seen in her eyes. This was a hunt.
Leah
Ymara Charac
Just off the Nothern Shore

"I get why you're doing this." Determination shone in Ymara's eyes. "But please don't hurt her anymore than necessary." They said it themselves, this was *Something* Else. 

"Now-", she drew a deep breath, trying to maintain her posture, which wasn't easy mind you, in between dodging pieces of chains and trying not to get her head bitten clean of by the woman in front of her. 

"Those chains are just meant for protection - yours as much as ours. I can't promise to unchain you, not as long as you keep feeding off our men." Ymara's voice began to rise above the turmoil of the metal. 
"For the time being I need you to concentrate on my voice. I know you are hungry, but feeding on humans won't do here."

Glancing at Salim she hissed, "I do hope you've got some meat on here, else we're going to be her next meal. And you wouldn't want that, right?"
Joseph
Cecilia Lyanah
Just off the Northern shore

The shifter was able to hear the female as she neared yet continue to focus on avoiding any blades that came within close distance of her. The smell of human blood pooling from the murdered men overwhelmed the scent of scrapped meat, yet when she did manage to lay her eyes on it, she looked towards the female confused. The moment was short lived as she felt a blade dig deeply into her waist, causing her to cry out in anger before turning to face the man opposite of the sword with her face twisted in rage.

Cecilia tore through the men, listening to the woman spill out what she considered nonsense. She had to be joking right? She was speaking to her like she was some scared pup. 

Grabbing one of the men who lunged towards her with his weapon drawn, the shifter allowed him to near before using his weight and the force he used behind him to her advantage and lowered her back towards the ground. As she fell towards the ground, Cecilia pulled the soldier above herself before resting her feet against his abdomen and used as much strength she could muster to throw him towards the soldiers with chains and the female speaking. Once he was airborne, the shifter allowed herself to continue rolling from her back until she was once again in a crouched stance. Not leaving a minute to waste as she lunged towards the soldiers coming at her, her movements began to become more wild and erratic.
John
Captain Salim
Just off the Northern Shore

Luckily they weren't in just one spot, having surrounded her. A barbed chain would hit her lower left thigh, digging in deep. The silver sent it's metallic poison coursing through her body, the runes seeming to glow as they drank deeply of her blood. Another would wrap around her shoulder, digging in far deeper than the first. 

**"Fuckin' witch..."** One of the men would say. She had chopped off one of his hands and half his ear but he was taking it like a champ, hauling the chain with just one hand. It was wrapped around his arm and bleeding stub so he could haul it better than he could normally. **"Bloods eyes. I'm eating bird tonight,"** He said with a feral smile. It was hard to tell whether he meant it or not.

**"Was saving this for a leviathan... Better be worth it harlot,"** Salim drew a long navy sabre from it's sheathe, made of beaten gold and silver into an alloy superior than steel but far more shiny. He calmly approached the shape shifter, making sure she was restrained before he got into melee range. He would keep swinging it gently, letitng the carved whalebone whistle with the wind to create a song reminescent of the ocean.
Leah
Ymara Charac
Just off the Northern Shore

Blood splattered against Ymara's face, if from a cut or a severed limb nearby she didn't know, nor did she care very much. The impact of the thrown solder had caused her too to stumble and drop to her knees, landing with a dull thud. Her pants, already worn by usage on the ship for two days were now ripped at the knees. Blood seeped from the cuts and she could already feel bruises forming up and down her arms. 

Groaning, Ymara pushed herself upwards and muttered a prayer of gratitude into the calm air. "I've tried gentle. That didn't work out. Obviously. So now - ", the amazon woman winced as she straightened up. Upon inspection, she realised that dagger had come loose and dug itself into her lower thigh. Letting out a guttural grunt, she yanked it out, "It's to to give the captain some backup."
Joseph
Cecilia Lyanah
Just off the northern shore

The shifter saw nothing but red as she continued through the endless waves of bodies, tearing into them like she would when tearing into her prey. She knew the barbed chains were being thrown in her direction but could care less as she was unaware of the material it was made of. 

A sudden burning sensation tore through her body as one of the chains dug into her thigh, causing her to scream out in agony before having another wrapped around her shoulder. The pain was excruciating as the shifter fell to the floor, losing all the strength she had to stand. Once she felt herself vulnerable, Cecilia began snarling towards one of the soldiers who neared her with what looked to be a lethal blade. 

Cecilia closed her eyes before she began to beg for Toula to take over her body. It would have allowed herself some time to clear her head without the agonising pain brought by the silver as it tightened against her skin. The shifter knew she was asking too much, which was confirmed when Toula refused to answer. Grinding her teeth in annoyance, her eyes snapped open and focused directly towards the Soldier with the Sabre. He would feel a slight shift in his head as she forced herself to link with his mind, enabling him to hear her mentally as she gave a sudden ear piercing scream which could be heard by no one but himself.