Red tossed a glance at Larsen and shook her head.     Her bow already pulled out and ready when they had first spotted the other ship closing in on them and pulling along side.<br/><br/>Red scrutinies the other ship searching for who appears the be the captain of the ship.<br/>(perception -    At 2011-08-06 11:52:37, Red (uid: 714) rolls: 1d20a13 Result: 16 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=30581) )<br/><br/>While she calls out the other ship.<br/><br/><em>"Ahoy there,  we got nothing.   How can we help you?"  </em><br/><br/>As she called out she continued to search out the captain of the other ship.  Noting the sabres and cutlass hanging at the sides of the others.   With the realization this could turn very ugly for them.    Being outnumbered what appears to be four to one.    Softly she mumbles under her breath.<br/><br/><em>"Fuck."</em>