He rolled his eyes at the stupidity of the warship's captain. He had two ships which were heavily armed, and unhurt, unlike his which was wounded but completely armed. He swung back around, not wanting to leave the Truewind to fight that monster on their own, and waited for the Truewind to finish before signalling them to assist in the attack. He frowned as he spotted his amazonian orc druid at the front of the Truewind, but would wait until after they had won to ask why she had left the ship. She had seemed fairly sensible for an orc, even if she wasn't the sharpest knife he had met, but he did trust her understanding of a situation. He waited for the Truewind, letting the three cannons, three ballista, and both catapults begin taking pot shots at the warship. It was slower than he was, and he would be able to bring more guns to bear.