Martel allowed himself a small smile as they turned into the grapple, having half expected the maneuver, as it was their only real option, limping as they were. He yelled for the crew to brace, and then cut further out, widening the curve he had been plotting a bit, and put them right into the perfect firing position. He guessed they would have up to thirty seconds before he got them grappled and began boarding actions, and jerked his head to the helmsman, indicating he was to standby to take over once the grapple was finished and boarding began.<br/><br/>[profession:sailor 23 = d20+8(skill mod)+5(ship bonuses)]