<div align="center">At Sea; Gerik and the <em>Sea's Wrath</em> fighting with pirates.</div><br/><br/><br/>Gerik smashed the shaft of his trident into a man's head, causeing him to recoil and flip off the railing into the ocean. Things were looking bad. Two full ships had connected and were raiding the Sea's Wrath. The only bit of good news was the third ship was forced to stop firing or risk hitting their allies. Blocking a vertical slash, Gerik twisted and threw the man off-balance, taking the opportunity to jab his trident into the man's side.<br/><br/>'This isnt going well, there are just to many...' Gerik cursed in his mind, gritting his teeth.<br/><br/>ALmost unconsiously, Gerik thought of his gift from Poseidon. Immediately it seemed the anger that Gerik was feeling was felt by the sea itself. The waters roiled and raged, rocking the ships. Two abnormally large waves crashed into the pirate ships, snapping their hooks and launching them away from the Sea's Wrath. As soon as they had been moved off two massive pillars of seething water burst up into both ships, piercing hulls and tossing men overboard. The thirsd ship's crew screamed in surprise and fear as the ocean itself split open under them, causing them to sink down to the bottom before the waters crashed back over their heads.<br/><br/>The crew of the Sea's Wrath stood in silent astonishment. Gerik, snapping out of his trance to find he had been holding his trident aloft, collapsed to the ground. His bodt felt very weak, and he had a ravenous hunger knawing at his gut. A few of the crew helped Gerik to sit up, and he was brought something to eat. While Gerik rested the rest of the crew mopped up what pirates hadnt immediately given up on the Sea's Wrath. Once this was finished and all pirates thrown overboard, the crew made ready to sail for the Island of Crete, the closest ports around them.<br/>_______________________________________<br/><br/>As the Sea's Wrath drew closer to the Island of Crete the crew cursed at the smoke rising. More pirates, even hear? Gerik, who had finally recovered from his fatigue, gripped his trident until his knuckles turned white. He knew how pirates treated villagers. THe men would be murdered, and the women and children taken as slaves.<br/><br/>As the ship pulled in to the docks Gerik, and other warriors of the Sea's Wrath, leapt off the deck onto the docks and ran towards to village, hoping to save anyone they can.