[Arcadia]:<br/>"mmh", *the big girl stated in a monotone grunt, before she snapped her claws, though to what effect none would know. She did something...and that sent shivers up one's spine...in reality she simply woke up her own champion...the old dragon was sleeping while his ship was being ransacked.*<br/><br/>[Grandus]:<br/>*A spark of lightning shot up the old wyrms nose making his eyes shoot open as he dramatically flopped out of his hammock still wearing his pajamas, the big red lizard held his nose making a face like he'd just been kicked in the knee. Hed stagger about making a whimper as if he were about to cry, but managed to hold it in. He'd stumble out in red and yellow pajamas, back hunched over, using his halberd like a walking stick and generally looking nothing like a great adversary, a lantern hung from his halberd, casting flickering light down on his low bowed head as he shuffled about the main deck, his cape shrouding most of his body.* "Hello? Lilian? Ranthus?", *old Grandus would state wandering about the ships deck until he bumped into a pair of the Bloody Devil Pirates*, "What on earth? Who are you? Get of my ship!", *His responses were typical, and he sounded like a frail old man, nothing out of the ordinary so far...but then his acting was suddenly cast asside, in one stroke he cleaved both necks free of Sins crewmates, so quietly it was downright freakish, he then moved to clean his halberd on his red cape, the red hue keeping bloodstains from being prevelant, a little water from his canteen cleaned his white beard of blood as well, checking with a hand mirror, he proceeded forward...to slaughter anyone who fell for the weak old man trick again. The others didn't know yet. But Arcadia, wasn't going to let Spectra warn them.*<br/><br/>*Zaleila at the moment, was still just a glob of golden slime Spectra had upchucked onto the main deck, she was still forming her body in the dim twilight, but night time was soon approaching. Suddenly the sails dropped and the Red Dutchess began to move. A host of its occupants were on their way back when suddenly they saw their ship launching, Grandus took the opportunity as he was on the main deck as well, to use his lantern to send them an S.O.S. to try and get them to support him. As he turned however he'd find himself surrounded*, "AH! Wh-Whader all you buggers doing on my ship! I'm the king of Eram you ingrates, get off...and bring us back round to port! And bring me some tea if you know whats good for you!" *playing the role of spoilt royalty he'd again entice a careless aproach...Sin would come only to see seven heads roll across the deck this time, a monstrous rage in the old dragons eyes, like true fire, blazing in the darkness, a flame to burn all the world, he maintained his low posture, not yet knowing Sin spotted him from her knook behind the portside main mast, Hed killed nine of her men so far, but only used two strokes. He redid his post kill ritual of cleaning his halberd and beard, diligently preparing for the next deception.*<br/><br/>*Seydon and Wiska were below decks, they were going to check the hold when they were chased off by a band of angry welsh terriers, rat hunting dogs, they were feisty and Wiska wouldn't kill them due to their cute factor. They'd also be great for keeping rats out of the hold, so long as they were properly fed that is.*<br/><br/>(I'm just imagining someone from shore seeing Valspan creeping up the aft of the ship and screaming "KRAKEN!")