With the wind howling and shaking her ship, there was only one thing that she could think to do.<br/><br/>"FETCH ME MY FLUTE!"<br/><br/>Her voice boomed out and could be heard over the storm that had nearly closed in on them. A mad dash was made by whomever was closest to her quarters and then it was another crazed run to where she was at the helm; precious flute in hand.<br/><br/>As she grasped her flute she grinned like a mad woman, "Lash yourselves to the ship! Get me as much rope as we can spare!"<br/><br/>While her crew went to work, she brought the flute to her lips and blew. Again the music seemed to take control of her, energetic and powerful as she sought to summon the great sea cow. If they were to make it out of this storm and have a chance at winning the fight, they would need the sea cow.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Uratan: Floating lazily adrift in the waters below, the great Uraken swam quickly upwards towards the surface. The music had returned, oh how he longed to hear its tune once more and it had finally came back to him. Rising from the waves he was greeted not only by the majestic tune, but the howling winds of a storm. It upset him the music would be dulled so, but the sourse was not far off, and so he made his way towards the small ship.</span><br/><br/>As the sea cow approached she continued to play, only to stop just when the massive beast was beside them. "MY FRIEND!" she shouted out to the creature. "AID US IN OUR ENDEAVORS AND I SHALL PLAY MORE FOR YOU!" There was a small hope that the beast understood what she asked, if not then she would have to deal with a very pissed of sea cow.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Uratan: Just as he approached the vessal, the music stopped. <span style="font-style: italic">'What's this? My melody... Was it blown away? Oh no, the flea, it can't play in this weather! Curse you storm!'</span> With great rage, the mighty Uraken thrashed against the waves, forcing a lull in the surge, long enough to get behind the puny vessal and begin pushing.</span><br/><br/>"Yeah!" she shouted into the storm, as the ship was pushed. The extra ropes she called for were finally brought to her and she just dangled them over the edge. "HERE! Take the ropes! Pull us out of the storm!"<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Uratan: <span style="font-style: italic">'Feelers? When did these wooded things get feelers?'</span> The beast wondered to himself. No matter, he continued pushing the ship threw the storm, though the force of it was starting to unkowingly take it's toll on the hull. The wood was cracking.</span><br/><br/>Her beloved ship, screamed and moaned in pain as her timbers were stressed and abused by the storm, and the sea cow in his activities to move them. "THE ROPES! IF HE PULLED THE ROPES THERE WOULD BE LESS STRESS ON THE HULL!" she growled her frustration while she steered the ship.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Uratan: He heard screaming on the tiny ship, they must be frightened. It was a pretty bad storm. <span style="font-style: italic">'Don't worry, I'll get you out of this in a jiffy!'</span> His massive tail moved up, spashing out from the waves and crashed down, thrusting himself and the ship forward at a tremendous speed. Unfortunately, the added wind from the speed caught in the sails, straining the mast past breaking. The main mast snapped hard, flying behind the ship and disappearing into the storm behind.</span><br/><br/>"NO! NO! NO! NO NO NO NO NO NO NOOOOOOOOOOO!  she shouted in frustration as her mast snapped. "FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" they were fucking screwed now. Without a mast they would be dead in the water, unable to move, just floating about waiting to die.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Uratan: Finally, the storm began to pass. The hull was damaged, but certainly not going to sink. The mast however was long gone. Not that the mighty Uraken noticed. He lazily moved to the side of the ship, his head aligning with it as the rest of his massive body stretched towards the horizon behind. <span style="font-style: italic">'No storm, no wind. Where is my music?'</span> He wondered.</span><br/><br/>This was not how she had planned it, but it was better than nothing. "As promised," she brought the flute to her lips and played for the mighty beast.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Uratan: The stale, motionless calm after the storm let the music flow freely to the great Uraken. A deep grinding hum could be heard emenating from it, as it lulled to it's side as if rolling over. The great wave from the motion lightly pushed the ship away, but not far enough for the music to fade away.</span>