"Alright you maggots! Get those crates loaded and DONT damage them this time you useless dung eaters!" The harbor master screams out as the heavy siege ballistae around the post did what they could to keep the enemy at bay, he was silenty impressed with this young captains skill and daring for making port in the middle of a war. A crossbow bolt comes sailing over his head taking his large feathered hat with it and he just sighs loudly. "You have to do better you sons of motherless goats!"<br/><br/>The heavy loaders stomping across the wooden dock with the heavy crates, all of them marked with the company logo of a parrot on a skull. Despite the harbor masters screams they did the job carefully and without incident even if the last crate takes a little work to get in before the hold doors can close again. "Right captain, that was some fancy flying coming in. You got balls son I will give you that, of course it is always easier out then in. Much like with wenches eh?" He nudges the young captain in the ribs and lets out an obscene laugh before handing over the cargo manifest and the ownership papers. "Right, you just sign that there and you can be off to enjoy yourself between the thighs of some slut" As soon as the transfer papers are signed he vaults over the railing and his boots land with a heavy thud on the dock even as one of the enemy ships comes steaming in to try and get some boarders inside the pirate base.<br/><br/>"Unless you wish to wet your blade you better be of son" he gives a little wave before drawing his massive sword and with a bellow charges into the fray.<br/><br/>Inside one of the crates a pair of eyes peer out curiously through a tiny knothole in the planks, but the view is obstructed by just another crate but at least it allows some air inside of the little prison. Long nails scrape against the wood in an attempt to widen the little hole but it is slow going and a soft little curse that while interesting is really anatomically impossible is heard before a loud THUD rocks the crate ever so slightly followed by another stream of curses in a mystical tongue that no one aboard would have understood anyway.