The Wandering Inn

Interlude Strategists at Sea (Pt. 2)

Interlude Strategists at Sea (Pt. 2)

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The Diamond Swords of Serept. One of the true relics of this world. Six blades, each forged by Serept of Khelt. A [King] beyond mere mortal [Kings]. He reigned for three thousand years before time consumed him. And no foe less than that ever humbled him.

The swords shone in the ancient chest. Each one a different color; each one shaped of diamond.

Most people didnt even know diamonds could take on color. More fools, they. But these blades had been forged of colored diamond. For instanceone was the shortest of swords, curved, a mix between a dagger and sword, really. And the diamond it had been made of was black.

Yettransparent. Yet, lustrous. It shone in the light, the first time it had been seen in hundreds of years under the sun. Beautiful, deadly.

Magical.

They are among Khelts great treasures. Each one is fit for a [General] or [King] of the old world. Perhaps none now live who are worthy of them. But a blade is meant to be used. And soI offer my bargain.

The speaker moved. His form was made of sand. Magic. An ancient curse. But it had replicated Fetohep of Khelt to perfection. He stood on the decks of the Emerald Signet, no longer the visage in the air. Speaking as he regarded his treasure.

The chest is cursed. As are the artifacts. Death will befall any thief, as it did to those who stole the treasure from Khelt long ago. Yet, the blades endure. If Serept the Creator had any flaw, it was that his work was too perfect; the curse consumed the [Thieves] at sea so completely they never even uttered a word of distress. So my treasure was lost.

The Revenant, the undead [King] turned his head. And he met a young [Lord]s eyes. Wil Kallinad stood with Venaz, Feshi, Merrik, Yerranola, and Peki.

Staring. This was their adventure at sea. A tale of boredom, sea creatures, danger, friendship, failed romance, and hope, mixed with awe and fear throughout. But it had been their small adventure. Until this moment.

Now, they looked at a legend. And who more fitting to this story than Fetohep of Khelt? A ruler of an ancient nation. He looked at his blades, at Wil, and pointed.

Boy. I say again: this is my bargain. It is no joke, or prank.

His eyes flashed as the apparition spoke. It was powerful magic that gave Fetohep a presence thousands of miles from where he actually was. He gestured at the swords, each a different color and style.

Three of the six swords. Half of the treasure that belongs to me. You will return the other three blades to my presence. And in exchangeI will grant you the use of the other three swords. For as long as you live. No longer.

He turned his head, expecting a response. And Wil Kallinad was frozen. Because he had expected treasure, dreamed of it. But with it in front of him he couldnt help but feel like he was dreaming.

It was Merrik who found his voice first. The Dwarf looked at Fetohep, gripping his beard in one fist. But his voice was steady. Forged of his own species resilience. He had seen wonders.

Eryou, sir. Youre undead, aint you? Who are you, then? Some old spirit? How can we return your swords to you? Chuck em back over the sides?

Wil choked. Fetoheps head slowly turned. But Merrik looked genuinely confused.

I am Fetohep of Khelt. Dwarf. Ruler of Khelt, paradise of Chandrar. Do you not know of me?

Peki started. She bowed slightly. Fetoheps gaze flickered to her. Venaz copied the gesture.

Khelt? Dead gods.

He whispered, looking as stunned as Wil. Yerranola copied the gesture on the grounds that it was probably wise. But she and Feshi looked as confused as Merrik. The Dwarf bowed, eying his companions.

I apologize, er, King Fetohep. I havent heard of Khelt. But Ive never been to Chandrar.

And Khelts name has not reached Derthal-vel? Do the Dwarves forget old friends so easily? Perhaps even legends fade. Perhaps young Atwood was correct

The [King] lookeddisgruntled. Wil Kallinad spoke, trying, suddenly, to remember how to bow to the Chandrarian ruler. Just sohe made an attempt of it, putting his hand just below his heart, two fingers extended, sweeping his leg back like

King Fetohep. I am Wil Kallinad of Pheislant. I greet you and beg your majestys forgiveness.

The eyes flashed at him.

It is given, young man. As is the ignorance of your companions. I did not think to find my lost treasures today. But you have found them. So, once again, for a third time, I offer my bargain.

He sounded overly patient. And he emphasized my. Wil gulped.

Three swords, your Majesty?

Yes. You may pick each one. And you will make haste to Chandrar to deliver the other relics to me. Yes. You alone, Wil Kallinad.

Fetohep twisted his fingers. The swords flashed in the lighta trick of the blades, or magic? The sand-figure turned.

The curse shall seize whomever touches my swords. HoweverWil Kallinad, I grant you the right to touch my blades. And those three blades you first pick will be yours to share. Again, until your deaths.

What happens then?

Fetohep looked at Yerranola. The Selphid hurriedly bowed again. The [King] sounded impatient, and moderated his tone as if he was speaking to dullards.

The blades shall return to me. Upon your death. In the light of the sun they cannot escape my gaze. So they will come to Khelt. Any attempt to hide them away will meet with the curse of Khelt. And it will consume the blood of any who attempt to withhold them, down to the last child of those who would steal from me. Do youunderstand what I am offering you?

The [King] seemed to fear this was very much in doubt. The students traded looks. The [Sailors], Captain Lasc, and everyone else were just staring. Wil still wanted to know if this was a trick. But Merrik spoke up again.

So, three of the six swords, your Majesty? And you can locate them after our deaths? Seems a rather fortuitous deal to suddenly make. Whats to stop us from claiming six? There aresix of us. Perhaps we could take all six and return them to you before we die? Anyways, if three of us were to get the swords, what about me? Im a Dwarf. Time lasts for me longer than most folk.

He sounded like he was debating the Titan, the Professor in class. But Fetohep was not Niers Astoragon. He looked at Merrik. And then he laughed.

With dark humor. With amusement at the effrontery. The sand making up his body expanded. The [King] rose, looking down at Merrik. The people on the ship.

Your lifespan is still short compared to mine. And if you would try Khelts wrath, pick up the sword, Dwarf. Do not take my offer as weakness; I make it because my generosity outweighs the gratitude you have done me for locating my treasure. I could take my swords back.

He flicked his wrist. A vortex of sand engulfed the Kheltian chest. A miniature maelstrom. And the stone chest and swords began to lift off the ground. Higher, higher. Wil cried out with dismay. Feshi sighed.

Damn it, Merrik.

The chest soared across the sea as Fetohep pointed. But it circled back. And the ruler spread his arms.

But I still offer this bargain out of the mortality I remember. Gratitude. For acts of daring, for luck, for these things should be rewarded. Now. Tell me, Dwarf.

He leaned down. Merrik stared up at the glowing eyes.

Do you wish to bargain with me? For I am no [Merchant].

Merrik raised his hands. He grinned, backing up, as the chest lowered itself to the deck.

No, your Majesty. Please excuse my impertinence. Ive a tongue on me. Too chatty by far. Thats what the old grandfathers used to say.

It is excused, Dwarf.

The [King] shrank back down. He looked from face to face. Now, curiously.

A Terandrian [Lord]. A Dwarf. A Selphid, a son of the House of Minos, a Plains Gnoll. And a Garuda. Do you hail from Chandrar, girl?

He looked at Peki. The [Martial Artist] bowed, in a different style. A warriors salute.

I come from Pomle.

Ah. How did such a group come searching for my treasure?

Fetohep turned to Wil. The young [Lord] replied, trying to explain.

Werestudents of the Titan of Baleros, Niers Astoragon, your Majesty. And we

The undead [King]s eyes flickered at the Titans name. And he smiledalthough his emaciated face was always smiling.

I see. Youthful adventure. Then, thank your luck, young Kallinad. You have the right of choosing of the Swords of Serept. If you choose, choose wisely; each one is different. If notI shall return in one days time. Give me your answer then.

He raised a hand before Wil could respond, and his form collapsed into sand. The sand blew off the side of the ship, and into the sea. And thenonly the diamond swords remained. Wil stared, wide-eyed, around at the others.

It had been such a quick encounter. And yethis mind was spinning. Venaz exhaled slowly.

He could have blasted our flesh from our bones. What was that? Some kind of astral projection spell. And yet, the power. Wil, you didnt tell me the chest was cursed.

He gave Wil a vaguely reproachful look. Wil weakly spoke.

I didnt think it was worth mentioning. Even the Professors notes said it was unlikely to be the actual treasure

He looked at a [Storm Sailor] standing to the side. Inkys eyes were wide. As awed as the others. She looked at him.

It was just sitting there. In a pile of bones. Was that undead aruler of Khelt?

The Kingdom of Undead. Ruled by nigh-immortal monarchs. A beauteous place, or so its said. For the few that enter. Never conquered; even the King of Destruction struck a deal rather than invade.

Lasc murmured. He shook himself. And stared at Wil, purely shocked. The swords glittered in the chest. A black dagger, a green diamond greatsword. A rose blade, with only one edge. A yellow longsword

Magic. Treasure. Relics. Relic-class artifacts. Wil felt light-headed.

This isnt happening. Yerra? Pinch me.

Im trying. But its not working on me. But if I feel something, I know Im dreaming. Dead gods. Dead godswe found something.

The Selphid was pinching her dead flesh. Feshi was sniffing the air, wide-eyed.

We found them? Justlying there? What will you do, Wil? Take the offer, surely? But would not someone steal them?

Fetohep might object. But maybe he only knows where the blades are. How strongs the curse? Howam I dreaming?

Wil murmured weakly. He looked around. His friends were gazing at him. The [Sailors] were murmuring. But it was a different kind of awe than seeing the Treant.

Treasure. Wil felt it tugging at him. But he had to know. He reached for one arm, and hesitated.

Peki? Hit me.

The Garuda turned her head. She nodded. Merriks head snapped around.

No, wait. Peki, dont actually

Wil saw the Garuda raise a fist

-

Wil Kallinad woke up in his bunk with a jaw that felt broken.

It wasnt. But he groaned and would have shouted with the pain except that just made the jaw feel worse. He felt for a healing potion, drank it, and got up.

Someonesomething was going insane abovedecks. Wil stumbled up the stairs. It was dark. But the entire crew of The Emerald Signet was on the decks.

Drinking. They cheered as they saw Wil, lifting mugs. Countless barrels had been breached, and food and liquor was being consumed liberally.

The ship was celebrating. Including Wils friends. He saw Peki duck her head and hide behind a wing as he stumbled towards them.

Wil! Never ask Peki to punch you! But shes sorry, right, Peki?

Sorry.

The Garuda looked shamefaced. Wil stared around. Everyone was partying. The chest was closed and guarded by a group of [Storm Sailors], but even they were drinking. And Captain Lasc was toasting Wil.

A treasure of Khelt! Now theres a story worthy of the seas!

He looked at Wil, raising his mug. Wil looked around. Feshi was passing around a refill to his friends. Then a huge arm grabbed him.

Wil. Youve done it. That is to saythe Professor was right. A treasure. And relics. Im envious. Howeverits yours by right. And this all started of Daquin. Come, you have to toast with me! The world wont forget your name in a hurry! Nothis is the beginning of your legend.

Venaz was slightly wet-eyed as he raised a mug. He towed Wil towards the center of the ship and everyone shouted as Venaz slammed a hand on Wils shoulder.

Treasure!

The Minotaur roared. Wil could smell how drunk he was. Dumbfounded, the [Lord] looked around. But hed missed hours of this. Apparentlyonce the shock had worn off, a massive party had begun.

And everyone had convinced themselves this was real. Feshi had even plucked some fur off her armelecting not to be hit by Peki. The Gnoll, Yerra, everyone was looking at Wil.

So, gradually, he realized it was real. Wil had to have a drink. And there was plenty about.

Three blades. To give to anyone of your choosing. Imagine if the Professor were to get one? You could trade them.

Fetohep might not approve of passing them about. Sounded like Wil had to choose.

Merrik was wagging a finger. But Inky, Delivan, the other [Sailors] were staring at Wil out of the corner of their eyes. Venaz was nodding.

Well, yes. Perhaps its not that simple. But if Wil says yesand what benefit is there to saying no?he suddenly has a mission.

Chandrar. Its far from Izril. Butwell, the blades are important. If you could drop me at a port before we go there, I could go to Izril.

Feshi was nodding. The others were looking at Wil. And hewell, he was about four drinks in by this time and his head was spinning.

I just cant believe

Enough of that! Its real! As real as anything! What are you going to do, Wil?

Yerra was happily soused. She leaned on Wil, hugging him with excitement for her friend. And Wil Kallinad thought as he downed his drink.

-

The next day, Fetohep of Khelt appeared in a whirling spectacle of sand on the decks of the ship. He paused, and looked around.

Face-down [Sailors]. A few comatose forms. Had the ship already been attacked for his treasures?

Nothey were just drunk. Or hung over and wishing they were dead. Fetohep saw a group of people start.

Ohohdead gods, hes here. Is it day already?

A Selphid stared up at the bright, blue skies. She wobbled out of her seat and rolled over on the moving deck. The undead [King] stared at her as she waved at something past his shoulder.

Hey. Heeey. Its me. Yerranola. Wilhes got a decision.

A [Lord] unsteadily rose to his feet. He was still drunk. But he had made his decision.

King Fetohep of KheltI accept your terms. Butmay I beg some of your time? We have one last place to visit. A shipwreck. With treasure. Not as glorious as yoursor more glorious, actually. May we visit it first?

He was doing his best to be polite. The ruler of Khelt, the immortal undead, Fetohep, eyed Wils unfocused gaze. He spoke, curtly.

By all means. What is time to one such as I? But I have your word?

Yes. Three swords, right?

That is what I said.

Wil Kallinad nodded a few times. He looked for Captain Lasc, whod passed out in his cabin. Vaguely, Wil waved his hand.

We sail to Chandrar! After the last shipwreck.

He clarified and the awake drunks cheered. Some people on deck woke up and spat curses. Fetohep saw a figure standing next to the steering wheel jerk up.

To Chandrar!

Merrik swung the ships wheel around. Wils face went slack as his friends turned. The boom swung across the deck. Wil ducked. So did Feshi. Peki, Venaz, and Yerra didnt.

Fetohep of Khelt saw the three go overboard. There was a splash, confusionthe [King] sighed. He looked at Wil and turned away.

Mortals.

-

An Alluring Prize; a Sailors Nightmare

Drunken excitement. Incredulity. The first day, The Emerald Signet was chaos. But as the second day dawned, aching heads led to purpose. The ship set sail; for there was one last shipwreck to investigate. And Fetohep, overly patient and perhaps, regretting his generosity, had allowed it before their transit to Chandrar.

But the ship was in search of a final treasure. Andif you thought the excitement was at a fevers pitch, it was even higher. Because Wil and his friends had a thought.

The final shipwreck might contain something even greater. What that might be, only Wil knew. And he refused to share. But his anticipation was a physical thing.

A Dragonship.

So the Storm Ship, eagerly led by Captain Lasc, sailed off in search of that ninth and final shipwreck. They had a ways to go. The first day of the final leg of their journey was libations.

The second was hangover, planning. And on the third? There was a battle.

Under the sea, two Drowned Ships clashed. Captain Therrium of The Passing Shadow led his crew through the waters. The Drowned Folk swam out of the magical field protecting their ship. Into another pocket of air. They hit the decks, showering water, and locked blades with the enemy crew.

In near-silence. The two ships fought in the dark waters. Therrium, half-Eel, swung his sword with vicious grace. Each time he locked blades with another enemy [Depth Sailor], an electrical current shocked his opponent, running though his enchanted blade.

His [First Mate] was just as deadly. Half-starfish, she cut and hacked with two blades, a hatchet and shortsword, eschewing safety. Her wounds began to heal and she was fearless. Even when the enemy [Captain] hacked half the fingers off her right hand, she just slashed with her other axe.

The fighting was short, fierce, and bitter. But not bloodyat least, not as much as it could have been. The other [Depth Captain] surrendered, presenting her blade to Therrium. The Drowned Man grimaced, counting the wounded; the other ship had surrendered rather than be slaughtered.

You sail under my command now.

He snapped at the [Depth Captain] whod lost. She compressed her lips, but signed the document.

For six months, aye. And the treasure?

We wait! A final shipwreck awaits and I will have the entirety of it or naught at all. The landfolks luck is running strong. We wait.

That had been what the quarrel was about. The other ship had wanted to attack now and claim the Swords of Serept. Therrium had disagreed. Now, he had two ships under his command. Buthe was restless.

They have a Kheltian treasure, Captain. Better to cut our losses and seize them now, rather than later?

The [First Mate] examined her slowly-regrowing fingers as the others tended to their wounds. The defeated crew were doing the same, heads hung low. The Undersea Crews often came to blows. But they didnt kill each other; they preferred submission to slaughter of their own kind.

Patience has gotten us further than not. I say we wait. After allthat [Lord] is as keen on the final shipwreck as he is on those relics. Whats worth delaying claiming the blades?

The crew looked up sharply as Therrium stared around. The [First Mate]s eyes lit up.

An even greater treasure, Captain?

Exactly. Now, get the ships moving. Get our [Mages]Ill blow winds in the sails of the landfolk if I have to!

Therrium gritted his teeth. He was taking a risk. More treasure. Somethinghis instincts were screaming there was a double fortune to be had. But he was worried. He cursed as The Emerald Signet moved too slowly for him, for all it was covering the ocean at a quick pace. But it would have been too slow even if it moved as fast as the Illuminary for Therrium.

Because word was spreading. The students had found the Diamond Swords of Serept. And noweveryone was aware of that fact.

-

Wil Kallinad was not an idiot. Or he tried not to be. Nor was Captain Lasc. After that day of libations, Wil had suddenly realized the swords made him the biggest target on the sea.

Lasc was already on top of that. Hed posted his most trusted [Sailors] around the chest. Not Inky, in fact, but [Storm Sailors] whod served with him for over ten years in some cases. And he had blunt words for Wil.

If you think theres something worth searching for, Ill deliver you to this final shipwreck, Lord Kallinad. But until thenIll be plotting a course away from every major sailing route, sir. And Ill treat every vessel we come across as potentially hostile. Any [Pirate] gets wind of this bounty and well be fighting for our lives.

The chest was under lock and keywell, metaphorically. It was sitting in the center of the ship; the crew had moved it there, but theyd feared to stow it below. Fetohep of Khelt had warned dire consequences for anyone but Wil who touched the blades.

So, now the ship sailed. Wil had helped Lasc plot the most evasive route he could devise towards his final destination. But no one, not even the [Storm Captain] knew where the final shipwreck was. Wil was on tenterhooks

For the first four days. But he was at sea. And even with the [Storm Captain] and an excellent ship, the sea was vast.

The Emerald Signet moves faster than most ships her size, especially without as much cargo, sirs. Were running high on the waters, actually. But well still be six more days at sea.

Delivan announced. The [Strategists] nodded. They were taking turns guarding the chest with the [Storm Sailors]. Anddebating.

So, what will you do with the swords, Wil? The three of them you can pick, I mean?

I hope I can ask Fetohep what each of them do. They must have different enchantments. AndI might bequeath all of them away.

Wil grimaced at the thought. But he had been debating for the last four days with his friends the most optimal way to use the bounty. Merrik looked shocked.

You wont keep even one? You cant imagine how powerful a single blade might make you! I cant imagine it! Are you mad?

Weve been over this, Merrik. Wil is a decent fighter, but those swords are best used in the hands of experts. I myself would give them away if I owned them.

Venaz didnt look happy to admit that, but he had agreed with Wil. The [Lord] was nodding.

II might give all three away. One has to go to the King of Pheislant. The monarchy would be offended if I didnt. And it will boost House Kallinads reputation through the ceiling.

Damn. Politics over relics?

Merrik spluttered. Wil raised an admonitory finger.

It might deter Ailendamus. Its smart, Merrik. The second blade? I mightgive it to Lady Foliana.

Three-Color Stalker?

Feshi was combing her hair. She glanced up. Wil nodded as the others inhaled.

In exchange for the Professor giving me suitable artifacts or money in return.

Smart. As if people werent afraid of Lady Foliana enough already.

Yerranola was lounging on a bed; Peki was the only one absent, being chosen to sit with the chest. They rotated every half-hourevery few hours at night. The [Storm Sailors] were keeping watch too, but Wil didnt dare take his eyes off the chest.

If I get anything, Ill share it with all of you. Fairs fair.

Aw, thats noble of you, lad. And of course, well accept.

Merrik laughed and the others chortled. No false modesty here. The students didnt look a gift-horse in the mouth; they immediately sold it off and counted their gold. Venaz glanced up.

It will be worth it, just to say we participated in this trip. Let alone if we find whatever has you so excited for the ninth shipwreck. And to visit Khelt. I hear it is a paradise. But where might the third blade go, Wil?

The Lord Kallinad looked embarrassed. He scratched at his head.

WellI might just make it a gift to the Order itself. But, um, I think itd go best to my sister. Talia. Shes a Knight of the Summer. And the Order of Seasons would owe me a debt. If she refusesperhaps to one of the Knight-Commanders. I doubt theyd refuse.

Smart.

The others agreed. But Merrik looked wistful.

If I didnt think that Fetohep fellow was being serious, Id risk swinging the blades about. Not to steal, butI wonder if hell let us hold them? Just once?

We can always ask. He seemed rather reasonable. And generous.

Yerranola smiled. The others looked at her, nodding. Feshi sighed.

I wish I could go with you. But I cant travel all the way to Khelt and back and expect to make it to the Meeting of Tribes. Ill sail to Izril as soon as we make port.

Werepassing by the House of Minos. Assuming this isnt part of a trick, we could charter a ship from there, Feshi.

Venaz glanced at Wil. The [Lord] locked his lips.

I cant say anything. But well get you to the Meeting of Tribes, Feshi. Anyways, thats my plan. I know its not dramatic

But its smart. No need to die over the blades. I get it. I just wish I could own them.

Merrik leaned back. He reached for a wine flask. Then frowned.

Empty. Venaz, pour me something out of that keg.

The Minotaur reached over and pressed on a tap. Nothing happened. The other students sighed.

Whos going to get more drinks? Not me.

Yerranola instantly raised her hand. The others did likewise. Wil was slowest. With good humor, he rose. He walked up the deck, on top of the world. True, nothing was happening now and they had more time at seabut he had done it.

Strangehe didnt feel like hed earned the blades. And he hadnt. But thenhe wasnt going to own any of them. Privately, in his heart of hearts, Wil was hurt by that too. He would have loved to ownwell, he didnt even know what the swords did. And that was for the best.

Delivan, do we have anything to drink? Were out.

Wil hailed the [First Mate] on the deck. The man looked up. So did Inky and a small gathering of [Sailors]. The [First Mate] grimaced.

You too? This might be worse than I thought. Lord Kallinadwe might have a situation on our hands that needs resolving soonest.

Delivan glanced around. So did Wil, reading the expressions on the other sailors.

Whats wrong?

Were out of drink. We must have used it up all during the party.

Inky crossed her arms. She looked bad-tempered. The other [Sailors] murmured. Wil hesitated.

Well, were about a week from our destination. Well have to make do.

No, we bleeding well wont.

Begal snapped. The [Lord] looked at him. Delivan gestured.

Lord Kallinad. Might I explain a few customs of the sea? Including the Sailors Ration? Captain Lasc! Weve a situation on our hands.

He looked grave. And Wil slowly realized theyd reached the [Sailor]s worst nightmare. Worse than krakens, or monsters, or being becalmed.

No. Rum.

-

The Merchants Garden

The Sailors Ration was a nautical term. It referred to, well, the standard food a [Sailor] got per day. If they were running out, it might not be much food, or good food. Of courseany good ship had bags of holding, and barrels besides.

Horrible hardtack, water, breadall that could be eaten. But what couldnt run out, the truest part of the Sailors Ration that they really meant when they referred to it wasrum. Alcohol. Liquor of any kind.

It could not be allowed to run out. Or dire things happened.

Ysee, Lord Kallinad, a man or woman on the seas can live eating hardtack, even with their bleedin gums. They can fight monsters and sail through storms. But not go thirsty. Each [Sailor] gets their tot per day. And they need it. Its the only thing that keeps them going. It runs out and, well, its bad.

Delivan explained as Captain Lasc cursed over the absence.

We shouldnt have breached so many kegs. But I didnt think to count for the celebration. Theres no hope for it. Well have to find someone to trade with. Worst case? We make for the House of Minos.

Over alcohol? Captain Lasc, you agreed that being covert was key!

Wil was aghast. The [Storm Captain] shook his head.

Lord Kallinad, lack of the Sailors Ration is the surest path to mutiny. I wont risk it. The crew? They drink the stuff with each meal. You want to imagine what happens when it runs out? Fights will start occurring within the day.

The [Lord] covered his face. He could just imagine; he had classmates who were just as alcoholic.

Please tell me we dont have to visit a port.

He wasnt about to have every [Thief] coming after the treasure. Althoughdid Minotaur [Thieves] exist? That might almost be worth seeing. But the [Captain] was shaking his head.

We can cast about for local ships. Ive a Skill[Ships Beacon]. Most [Captains] have some method, even if its a [Message] scroll. By your leave, Lord Kallinad. Well know if any ship is willing to trade us within the day. If there are any in these waters, they will; they know a Sailors Ration. Wont take more than a bit.

And sure enoughthe [Captain] fired what looked like a glowing, green flare of light from the prow of his ship. And Wil saw an answering flare within five minutes, far distant. The [Captain] turned his ship. And that was that.

Were meeting a foreign ship in the waters with a relic-class treasure just to get rum?

Feshi looked horrified as the crew loitered on the decks. Most of themincluding Merrik and Yerranolagave her incredulous looks.

Of course. We cant do without rum!

Or whiskey. Id sooner cut off my leg. At least that grows back. We ran out last night. You lot were lucky you had some left! Id have come calling if I knew you still had some!

Inky hung over the railing, looking miserable. Like any true alcoholicshe was already looking antsy. Wil glanced at her.

But it cant be that bad, Inky. If you had to go without drink for a week

Id kill you and eat your liver, Lord Kallinad. You think your lot drinks? Thats cute.

The [Storm Sailor] didnt bat an eyelid. Venaz folded his arms.

Ive seen you [Sailors] drink, Inky. Id say the Titans students can keep up with you.

The part-Octopus woman laughed. So did the other [Sailors]. Inky shook her head at the Minotaur.

Sea Cow, you think thats all there is to it? We might not be able to outdrink Minotaurs, butwe have a stiff glass of whiskey for breakfast. Were always drunk. Youve never talked to me when Im not partly sloshed.

Dead gods.

Even Yerranola looked impressed. Inky stared into the sea.

Hard enough keeping sky watch, sea watch, and undersea watch while youre sober.

So all that stuff you told me about enjoying the sea?

Wil raised one eyebrow. Inky glanced at him.

Obviously I was tellin the truth, Lord Kallinad. But the drink makes it better. Think youd get [Sailors] willing to stare at the sea for hours sober?

And that was that. The Emerald Signet cut through the waters. And soon enough, Wil saw a distant ship.

Ship sighted! Im readin The Gold of Paxil, Captain!

Thats a Balerosian ship. [Merchant] name. Seems true enough. Take us closer. And raise the flags!

Captain Lasc ordered. Wil saw the other ship doing the same. It was indeed a merchants ship. A galleon, same as The Emerald Signet.

Nevertheless, the crew was leery of the other ship. Theyd thrown a tarp over the treasure chest, and they stood at the railing, calling out to the other ship.

It was crewed, Wil saw, by Lizardfolk. And the [Captain] was a Naga.

Hail to you, Storm Captain! What seems to be the problem? Or are you here for trade?

A bestrewn Naga, covered in wealth from bangles to rich clothing as they so liked to do was at the helm. He was a [Merchant Captain] and smiled as the Lizardfolk called greetings. Captain Lasc shouted back.

Trade is our goal, sir! Do you have spare drink? Weve spent our Sailors Ration and my crew is in dire straits!

Why of course! For a small fee, we can share our drink! Come aboard! Ill swear on truth spell that we mean only to trade in peace! And weve other goodswere bound for Wistram! More than enough alcohol to go around!

Thats a relief. Those [Mages] wont miss a few dozen kegs.

Merrik murmured to Peki. The Garuda snorted.

They drink a lot.

Wil wasnt sure that his fellow students and he were the ones to be throwing stones. But the two ships were docking.

There was a procedure for making sure the opposition wasnt planning something devious or underhanded. Lasc shouted across the deck while the other side cast a [Detect Lies] spell.

Im not a [Pirate] or planning to attack you in any way!

Me neither!

The Naga [Captain] shouted back. The formalities completed, the two strode over the gangplanks and shook hands.

And what takes your ship around Minos waters? Trade? We run this route; its preferable to save time by going through Minotaur waters. And yourself?

Escorting a few of my passengers to Terandria. We ran into some trouble along the way. [Necromancers]. But alls settled; we just happened to use up most of our rum celebrating. Wed have stopped at Minos, but you were closer. You have our thanks.

Captain Lasc lied fairly smoothly, blending truth with omission. The [Merchant Captain] chortled.

So I see. May I know your name, sir?

Lord Charles de Trevalier.

Wil lied smoothly. It was standard practice for the Kallinad family to pretend to be one of their enemies if they had to pretend to their nobility. Wil had chosen a particularly annoying member of the Trevalier family hed known as a boy. The [Merchant] beamed, shaking his hand and going down the line.

Charmed, charmed! Welcome, Lord Trevalier. And if I can interest you in my wares? Ill have the drinks delivered at once. Lets talk about the price

Lizardfolk [Sailors] were already merrily rolling up barrels of relief for the crew of The Emerald Signet to cheers from Lascs crew. The [Captain] began haggling with the Naga as Wil and his fellow students stepped aboard the other ship.

As a formality. Wil hissed at Peki (whom he did not exactly trust to keep her mouth shut), and Yerra (whom he didnt trust for the exact same reason) to stay with the covered chest. They did so, much to Wils relief. And Captain Xenic, for that was his name, seemed to be exactly what he seemed to be: a [Merchant] who plied his goods across sea routes.

He had an interesting ship. Wil spotted a wide, glass deck in the middle of the ship. Perplexed, he found himself staring down into a veritable greenhouse of growing plants.

Whats this? I didnt know you could grow plants at sea!

And why not, Lord Charles? We have a fishery as well. We add to it with what we catch of course, but as you can seeI have [Expanded Cargo Hold] as a Skill.

The garden and interior storage was indeed larger than the dimensions of the ship should allow. Fascinated, the students stared through the opening.

It was a neat little system. Sun would shine down through the glass ceiling, giving the plants light. For airthe crew could pull back parts of the deck. And water?

[Hydromancers]. And water is easy to desalinate! Well, the garden is a huge savings. Each ship has their little secrets. Storm Captains and their ship spells, Drowned ships which can divewe have mostly food products bound for Wistram. The [Mages] import all sorts. Lots of sugar and some rather smelly beans for some reason. Cacao, I think. But can I interest you in any of it? Prices may be steep

Im not in the market for much, Captain Xenic. But Ill gladly purchase somesugar? My Garuda friend loves it.

Out of politeness, Wil spent some gold on a few bags of sugar. Costly, but Peki did love it. As did Yerra. And Feshi. And probably Inky if her gold teeth were any indication. Or maybe that was bad dental hygiene.

Xenic insisted on taking Wil below and showing him more of the garden and fish tank, which was impressive. The Lizardfolk crew could help themselves to snacks from the breeding and growing fish; they were mostly Lizardfolk. Only a few Nagas on board, including Xenic himself.

That should be enough for two weeks without another party; more than enough time to get you to port without a disaster. Can I interest you in anything else?

No, Captain Xenic. And I thank you for your hospitality.

Not at all! Not at all! Its a fascinating company you have, Lord Trevalier.

The Naga twinkled at Wil. To the [Lord]s relief, Venaz had kept his mouth shut and Merrik and Feshi had stoutly done the same. Now, the Naga looked at the different species and Wil tensed.

May I ask where such a group gathered?

Wil hesitated, then did his best impression of a Trevalier. He turned his head and narrowed his eyes.

The Minotaur is a bodyguard. As for my companionsI believe that is my business, wouldnt you agree?

The Naga instantly bowed slightly, looking abashed.

As you say, Lord Trevalier. My apologies. I am a curious sort.

Well, I shall accept your apology.

Wil copied Fetoheps mannerisms there. The [Captain] apologized again, and rather to Wils reliefthat was the end of it.

No one asked about the covered treasure chest; the [Sailors] were doing their best to block the view of the other crew anyways. The Naga didnt press too hard about Wils companions; why would he? It was polite conversation.

The barrels were loaded onto The Emerald Signet and paid for. All without a hitch. Because, and this was important: that was normally how it worked. Coincidental hijinks and unfortunate events did not occur.

Even so, Wil heaved a sigh of relief as the other ship sailed off. But it was done. He turned to Captain Lasc.

Now may we continue our voyage?

Yes, Lord Kallinad. And we have the drinks to do it.

The [Storm Captain] snatched a cup out of Yerras hand as she bent towards the first barrel, already being breached.

With restraint to our passengers, of course. No more drinking games.

Damn.

The Selphid sighed. But that was it.

-

As The Gold of Paxil returned to its trip, Captain Xenic glanced over his shoulder. He had not asked about the odd passengers. Or the tarp over the chest. Or anything else, really.

Because he hadnt needed to. The Naga already knewall of it. And he carefully slithered into his cabin and checked the map.

Aha. I have the coordinates. Someone, get a [Message] spell to Wistram, andLord Seagrass. Im sure hell be happy to pay for the information.

Captain Xenic chuckled to himself as his ship sailed at speed towards Wistram. He also had an [Aeromancer] on board and he could have outrun or caught The Emerald Signet if he chose. But he was a [Merchant]; he didnt rob ships, even if he thought he could have taken the treasure.

And hed earn a large enough bounty for relaying the location of Wil Kallinad to these sources. Xenic was laboring over his [Message] scroll, neatly writing down a few observation and the coordinates when he glanced up.

Captain! Ships sighted on the horizon!

Oh, what now? Do they need more water? Food? Waitdid you say, ships?

The [Merchant Captain] slithered out of his cabin. He stopped on the deck as the Lizardpeople [Sailors] pointed.

In the distance were a trio of ships, headed straight for The Gold of Paxil. Each one was flying a black flag, with a skull. And that skull was bleeding from one eye socket.

The Bloodtear Pirates.

Xenics smile vanished. He whirled.

Take us about! Now! We sail for the House of Minos! Send a [Message]! Now!

The Lizardfolk scrambled to obey. Xenic shouted.

Fire every single scroll-spell we have! Dump the cargo! All of it!

The ship turned, shedding inventory as fast as it could. But the Bloodtear Pirates were sailing straight at them. They did not respond to Xenics hails. They did not slow. And this?

This was just a diversion. A snack before the main course.

-

Thirty minutes later, Captain Xenic slithered into his cabin. He stared down at the blood on his scales. He listened, as his crew surrendered outside the cabin. They had been

Slaughtered. The survivors might live, if the Bloodtear Pirates didnt seize the ship. And if they didtheyd still live. As [Slaves].

But not the [Captain]. Someone crashed into the door that Xenic had locked. The Naga looked up.

I should have known theyd be followed. A costly mistake, that.

He lay against his map table. Watching blood run onto the precious paper. An odd sight. The Naga slipped.

He was looking for something. His head was fuzzy. But he had a purpose. The [Merchant] had been cheated. Not by Wil. Hed made a business decisionbeen unprepared for the stakes. He bore Wil no ill-will.

Funny.

The Naga chuckled, and then refocused. He was rather bitter about being a small player in thisstory. A casualty at the wrong place and the wrong time.

But even he could have one last bite. The door shook as someone cracked the reinforced wood. But Xenic had found it. He idly studied the [Message] scroll. With a flourish, he wrote a few last lines.

have been ambushed by the Bloodtear Pirates. In pursuit of The Emerald Signet. Captain Seagrass, hurry, if you intend to reach the ship on time. Yours

Xenic signed his name. Then he activated the scroll. It flashed and vanished as the Naga sat back. He was smiling, content, as the first [Pirate] strolled through the door. The Naga rose

A sword cut through his midsection. The [Captain] of the Bloodtear Pirates turned.

Loot the ship quickly. Were returning to the hunt.

That was all. A small detail on the waves. But it had mattered. The Emerald Signet sailed on, blissfully ignorant of what had happened. More days passed, without crisis or incident.

They were three days from their destination when it happened.

-

Shocking Revelations and Sand Gets Everywhere

I can tell you now were three days from our destination, Captain Lasc. But well be taking a different route than what we have planned. And Id like to discuss what will happen when we arrive at the shipwreck. It may bethe [Divers] will recover more than they can immediately haul.

Wil Kallinad was speaking to Captain Lasc as the man plotted their course across the sea. They were relatively far from any useful landmarks. In thewell, sea. Featureless, at least from the air.

But they were still within range of the House of Minos. Wil pointed to it as Captain Lasc turned.

Your final destination is yours to keep, Lord Kallinad. Ill sail wherever you point me. If you want to steer us in circles for a few days, you have my command.

The man really did seem to be decent and honest. Wil nodded at him, grateful.

Thank you, Captain. Once we reach the shipwreck I think well know as soon as its found. Assuming its there. If it issignificant, we may end up calling in the House of Minos for support. Venaz assured me their navy would respond to his call.

Lascs eyebrows rose.

Thats a force of the sea right there, Lord Kallinad. Begging your pardonno, I wont ask what well find. But what manner of danger might there be?

Wil hesitated.

I dont know, Captain. But if it is anything like the crab, Ill defer to your judgment.

Yes, Lord Kallinad. I wouldnt have it any other way. Thentell me where well go today.

Wil was giving the [Captain] a slightly circuitous route towards their final destination that would get them there in 3 daysif he corrected their course the next day. That done, he left the cabin.

How much longer, Wil? Im booooored.

Yerranola announced as she stared at the treasure chest. The students were now playing cards and relaxing next to the chest. Inky was teaching them a sailors version of the game.

Three days, Yerra. Be patient. Were nearly there.

Fine. But Ive gotten bored again. And the drinking isokay, its helping a bit. But now Im bored again.

The Selphid flopped onto the deck, spread-eagled. Wil sat next to her as Feshi glanced suspiciously at Merriks hands. He was gambling well; Venaz, and Feshi had tells. Peki and Inky on the other hand were doing well. Merriks beard concealed most of his expressions.

They were done with discussing who might use the Swords of Serept best; Wil had considered everyone from The Blighted King to an Archmage of Wistram for maximum benefit. Hed stuck with Talia getting a blade if she wanted one, and possibly Foliana, but Venaz had assured him that there were better people to give the third blade to than Pheislants monarchies. Wil would see.

But it was in the future. Right now? Boredom, or rather, anticipation had resumed. And anticipation was worse, in a way. Yerranola stared up at Wil.

Do something.

Wil patted her on the head. The Selphid bit at his fingers. She was going stir-crazy.

Unless you want to make that more serious, do something else, Wil.

Like what? Play chess?

No. Dont wanna.

Play cards, then.

Dont wanna.

Wil exhaled. Yerranola was being willfully childish. He envied her, in a way. He cast around, had another lazy idea.

How about we put on the scrying orb?

Ohfine. We havent done it ina while. Actually.

Yerranola sat up. The other students glanced at her. They hadnt used the scrying orb; Umina and Marian had kept them abreast of the Professors newest lessons. Wil set it up as Yerranola complained.

Im just sick of that Drake. Noass? Hes sodismissive of non-Drake events. You know?

We know.

Feshi growled as she put down her hand and folded her arms. Yerranola watched as Wil prodded the scrying orb. A figure flickered into focus. Welltwo.

Noass was there. He was the regular anchor nowSir Relz was more of a commentator while Noass delivered all the news. And the broadcast now had a system.

If youre just tuning in, youre watching live, Wistram Worldwide! The WWWs broadcast has all of the most important events inthe entire world! And of course, our first topic tonight: the sea. Obviously, essential. And weve been keeping an eye on this story the entire time.

The Drakes voice made Wil stir a bit. In the left side of the screen, he had a picture within a picture, a separate viewpoint. Of a ship. On the ocean. The other students looked up.

Did he say the sea?

Mhm. We might find something interesting.

Inky snorted as she shuffled the deck.

From a landsman? I doubt it.

Joining us today is a special guest with aseafarers perspective. Of the sea. Im joined in the studio by Gold-rank adventurer, Seborn Sailwinds. Adventurer Sailwinds, I understand you grew up on the sea.

Thats correct. Im a Drowned Man.

The half-Crab [Rogue] sat at the desk, staring unblinkingly at Noass. The Drake was sweating a bit.

Eryoure new to Pallass, but I understand you have a historical career with the Halfseekers. But before that you were a [Sailor], correct?

I wasnt a sailor. I was a [Pirate]. A member of the Undersea Crews. And Im here to advertise my team. Hire the Halfseekers. There. I said it, Jelaqua.

Seborn sat back in his chair. He stared into the camera as he spoke. He didnt seem aseager to be here as most of the guests Noass brought on. The [Commentator] coughed.

Erwe try not to advertise directly, Mister Sailwinds. Soso you were at sea? I understand its a lifestyle, to uh, sail. Different perspectives.

Its Adventurer Seborn. And Im a Drowned Man. Of course I lived at sea. I thought you were asking me intelligent questions.

Noass colored.

Well then, can you give us a rundown on the different sort ofenemies that might be inhibiting our people of interest?

He gestured at the ship in the orb. Wil leaned forwards. It lookedfamiliar. But Seborn was speaking.

Itll mostly be [Pirates]. Or the Undersea crews. Theyre on a Storm ShipI doubt many [Storm Sailors] will attack their own, but it might happen for treasure of this magnitude.

Storm Sailors? Ahyou meanno, but [Pirates] attack ships. [Storm Sailors] are, er, just [Sailors], correct?

Noass was metaphorically at sea, up to his earholes, and floundering. Seborn took a long drink of the complimentary water with a lemon hed been provided and spoke irritably.

[Storm Sailors] arent always honest; they can turn to piracy, but they dont have the class. And some Drowned Folk or those with some aspect of the sea can still be [Storm Sailors]. In the same way, [Pirates] can be Drowned Crews or airbreathers. And only Drowned Folk join the Undersea Crews; they become [Depth Sailors], not [Storm Sailors]. And the Undersea Crews are only loyal to Drowned Folk. Understand?

Noass hesitated.

It all soundser, very complex.

Its not.

The Drake was mopping at his brow with a handkerchief. That task was taken over by a Gnoll [Assistant], standing mostly off-screen.

Iwell, lets cut to this attack. I understand The Gold of Paxil was sunk by a group of [Pirates] on an intercept course with this ship in all likelihood. Bythe Bloodtear Pirates. What can you tell us about this group, Adventurer Seborn?

All the students looked up. Yerranola sat up.

Did he just say?

Seborn was nodding as an image of the Bloodtear Pirates flag appeared on screen, disappearing the one of the ship.

Bloodtear Pirates. Marauders. They keep their word, but they give no quarter.They have a number of ships in their armada, spread out. Three is just an attack force. Still, more than enough to destroy a single Storm Ship.

I see. However, our, ah ship in question is carrying a full complement of [Storm Sailors] as well as regular ones and captained by an experienced [Storm Captain]. As well as six [Strategists]. Could that even the odds?

Three-to-one against Bloodtear Pirates? Not likely. How long do I have to be here?

Aw, come on, Seborn! At least smile for the audience! Hey, Im his Captain. Can I go on

Another voice from the side. Noass snapped as Jelaqua, wearing a Drakes body, was pulled off-screen.

No! Erapologies for the interruption, everyone. SoThe Emerald Signets only chance is to outrun the opposition, is that right, Adventurer Seborn? But I doubt any group would lose the opportunity to seize The Diamond Swords of Serept. Can you rate that as a treasure on a scale of one to ten?

Eleven?

And I think we have Archmage Nailihuaile waiting, who can give us a rundown of some of the effects of the blades! If youre just tuning in, youre watching Wistram Worldwide live! With me is Adventurer Seborn of the Halfseekers, and were

The image flicked back to the ship as Noass kept talking. Wil stared. He stared at the ship. Which wasvery familiar. He just hadnt recognized it because he hadnt seen an aerial view of it.

It was a good view. It had, well a deck full of [Sailors], a nice view of the ship. A [Captain] at the helm. A treasure chest in the centerand sitting next to ita group of students sitting at a table. Two were sitting on the ground and one was staring into a scrying orb.

Wil stared up at the sky. Then down at the orb. After about a minute, the image of the young man on the deck glanced up straight at the viewers for a second, and then looked back down.

Wil. Why are we on the scrying orb?

Yerranola spoke very, very slowly. Wils ears were just ringing.

The Diamond Swords of Serept. And thatthat Drake was saying it over and over again. Announcing to the entire damn world that

Were being scried? Were on the orb?

Venaz stood up, incredulous. Feshi stood up, hair on end. She stared up, as if she could see the spell monitoring them.

But how? Why? But they shouldnt know we have the Swords of Serept. Not unless

Captain Lasc! We have an emergency!

Wil was on his feet, shouting. The [Captain] looked up, and vaulted over the command deck. He ran towards Wil, looking alarmed. So did the other [Sailors]. DelivanVenaz swore.

Wil! We have a spy! We have

He turned his head. Merrik and Peki put down their cards. They stared at Inky. The [Storm Sailor] stared back.

Ah, no. Inky?

It wasnt me!

Venaz slowly reached for a sword. Merrik was swearing, pulling his armor out of his bag of holding. Captain Lasc looked at Wil, bewildered.

Whats going on? Lord Kallinad?

For answer, Wil pointed into the scrying orb. The crew stared into it. Andon the orbCaptain Lasc was captured vaulting over the deck. The view cut back to Noass, who spoke urgently.

Um. It looks like somethings going on. Hold on, viewers. We are of course monitoring the ship via [Distant Vision], not scrying; the ship is warded. Let me see if we can get ahold of our contact on board the ship. Mister Begal? Hello?

Suddenly, the voice was duplicated. One of the [Sailors] swore, recoiled, and clapped a hand to his side. A voice was speaking from the mans pocket. Wils head slowly turned.

Begal?

Damn idiot [Mages]

Captain Lasc whirled as the [Sailor] grinned and backed up desperately. Lasc turned to Wil.

Whats going on?

They know. Everyone knows we have the swords! Theyre broadcasting it from Wistram! They have our positionand we have [Pirates] on our tail!

Wil leapt to his feet. The [Storm Captain] drew his sword with an oath. Noass peered at the stone in his claw.

Oh wait, Im being told we might have to wait until later. Well check back in lateruh oh. Whats happening on deck?

Someone slapped the scrying orb. It went dark. Captain Lasc advanced and Begal stumbled backwards. The [Storm Captain] had drawn his sword and his metal gauntlet flashed.

I should have known a crew like this would have one or two traitors. But you served on my ship four years. What did it take?

Just gold, Capn. No hard feelings, eh?

Begal was smiling widely, desperately as he backed up. Captain Lasc aimed his shortsword at the mans chest.

Who hired you? How many more are with you? Tell usand I might not keelhaul you right where you stand.

The [Sailor] looked from side to side. His eyes darted. And thenhe smiled.

How many, Captain? Moren one or two. Looks like the jigs up, boys. Show Captain Lasc how many of us were bought.

There was a sound. Metal, sliding on metal. The crowd around Wil moved. [Sailors] stepped back. The crew of three hundred was on deck. And of that number

Over two thirds of the crew drew their blades. Wil felt his stomach drop through the deck. Captain Lasc stared around, eyes wide. Delivan swore.

All of you? You salt-sucking traitors!

Sorry, Captain Lasc. But everyone heard that thered be real treasure on this voyage. Weve been keeping our real employers updated every day and night.

Another [Sailor] spoke up. She had a hand-crossbow aimed at Delivans chest. The loyal crew, less than a hundred, faced over two hundred mutineers. Wil looked to his side.

Inky stood with the loyalists. So did the [Storm Sailors], all of them. The female [Sailor] didnt seem concerned as the [Storm Sailors] stood, looking around tensely, outnumbered two-to-one.

I know [Storm Sailors] are good, but you and the [Strategists] are flanked, Captain Lasc. Throw down your blade. The treasure belongs to our employers.

The mutineers nodded. Captain Lascs jaw twitched. Wil saw Venaz tensing by the table. But he had two dozen blades aimed at him. Merrik and Peki were standing together. But there were so manyand they had the drop on Wils side.

Lets negotiate. You heard King Fetohep. The curse

Wil croaked. He saw the female [Sailor] turn the crossbow towards him.

I reckon that Fetohep will negotiate with whoever had the blades, boyo. And my bosses can defeat one curse. They know treasure. Theres no negotiations.

Begal nodded. He bared his teeth. He opened his mouth, but the female [Sailor] spoke over him.

The Bloodtear Pirates will have the swords. And any man, woman, or Selphid who dont want to be slaughtered will surrender now.

Wil stared at her in shock. So did the [Sailors]. Begal hesitated.

The Bloodtear? Were working for the Undersea Crews! Therrium himselfs paying us, you idiot!

The female [Sailor] blinked. She turned her head.

The Undersea Crews?

Another [Sailor] laughed incredulously.

Were hired by Savere! Are you both mad?

Waitwhos with Savere? And whos Bloodtear?

Im with the Screaming Sails. The Bloodtears are our enemies!

Another [Sailor] shouted. The organized mutineers looked at each other. They tried to point their blades at each other. And that was a mistake. Because one man knew whose side he was on.

Captain Lasc. As the [Sailors] around him wavered, his hand moved. He stepped forwards and beheaded Begal. He turned, stabbed his sword through another [Sailor]s face. And his fist moved. He struck four chins and the [Sailors] crumpled. The mutineers stared as the [Storm Captain] raised his blade. He brought it down, slashing through the [Sailor] threatening Wil.

To me, [Storm Sailors]! Slaughter these mutinous dogs!

The stalemate erupted into chaos. Wil saw Venaz explode upwards. The mutineers began attacking Lascs crewand each other, shouting. Three stabbed Venaz in the back.

The Minotaur ignored the blades. He grabbed the table, lifted it with a roar and swung it around him. Wil dove as [Sailors] were sent flying by the blow. The Minotaur lifted the table and threw it. A group of mutineers screamed as he drew a battleaxe.

Form up! Wil! Get behind us!

Yerranola and Feshi were fighting next to Delivan. Inky and the [Storm Sailors] howled as they drew their blades and cut into the lower-level [Sailors]. Merrik had his hammer out. He ignored the weapons bouncing off his armor and charged into the fighting. Peki was already punching and kicking, striking every mutineerand some of the loyalistsaround her.

Wil stood. He drew a sword and the emergency wand he carried. He locked blades with a traitorous [Sailor]. The man was strong. He raised his off-hand as Wil raised his wand. Both of them stared at the wand aimed at each others chests. They shouted and dodged.

A bolt of fire hit Wil in his chest. But his enchanted armor that Yerranola had made him wear took the spell. The other man was not so lucky. He fell with a hole in his neck. Wil turned, aiming his wand, slashing

[Battalion of Glory]! Use your damn Skills! Peki! Yerra! Wil! Get back here, Venaz!

Merrik howled at the students. They began activating their skills and Lascs loyalists formed a formation against the disorganized mutineers. Too late, the traitors realized they had to work together or die. They tried to rally. But they were unprepared for the students being able to use their Skills. Merrik and Peki.

And Captain Lascs wrath. The [Storm Captain] pointed, and the deck erupted with a line of spikes, impaling dozens of the traitors. He was a blur, as his armored fist struck faces and deflected blades and even bolts and spells.

His blade cut down traitor after traitor. The battle was short and swift. Wil was pointing his wand at a fleeing [Sailor] when Feshis arrow took the female traitor in the back of the head. He looked around for another enemy, but they were all dead.

The deck was a massacre. Some of the traitors had surrendered. The rest had died. The [Storm Sailors] were panting. Their levels, aided by the [Strategists], had triumphed.

ButThe Emerald Signet ran red with blood. And less than a hundred crew remained. Wil found Lasc, leaned on a railing. The [Storm Captain] wasnt hurt badly. His wounds were already healing via potion. But he looked

Captain Lasc?

Traitors. I thought there might be. But not among my own crew. Some of them stayed with me for years, like that bastard, Begal, Lord Kallinad. But the ones who stuck around were

Lasc raised his head. Wil saw Inky helping fix up Venaz. The Minotaur had hacked apart [Sailors] but theyd cut into him without his armor. The Octopus-Woman grinned in response.

[Storm Sailors] dont jump ship so easily, mates. Even those of us who belong to the sea. Captain, what do we do with them?

Delivan was staring at the traitors with his crossbow loaded and aimed. Lasc spoke curtly.

They go over the plank. Or put a bolt in their heads, Delivan. Then get me any [Sailor] who can move.

Aye, Captain.

Captain Lasc?

Wil stared at the [Sailors] as they were ordered towards the sides. Some just climbed the railings and jumped; the others pleaded as Lasc strode towards the wheel.

If their mates are in the area, theyll live. Otherwise they can pray for Nelgaunts or the seas mercy. I dont care. We cant hold them and I wont risk it. Lord Kallinad, we have to move. Were being scried.

The [Storm Captain] pointed up. Wil realized what he meant. His heart leapt. But his mindbegan to move.

We cant cancel the scrying spell, Captain Lasc. They have us via remote surveillance, not a scrying spell. But we can lose the spell if we sail through fog or anything to obstruct it. I heard at least four different groups being shouted at us.

So did I. Each one dangerous names. We cant fight any of em. Not with a third of my crew. We sail for the House of Minos at once! To the sails! Get me my emergency items!

Captain Lasc roared. [Sailors] ran. They were understaffed, but there were enough to do the work. Wil saw the boom turning; he looked around.

Merrik! Get the scrying orb!

Why? So we can see that idiot whos given us away?

The Dwarf groused. Wil pointed.

So we can see whos coming after us! Venaz! Contact the House of Minos!

I need a [Message] spell!

The Minotaur ran belowdecks. Wil saw Captain Lasc gritting his teeth.

Were less than a day away. If I use all of my [Gale] scrolls. Well blow a maelstrom into our sails, Lord Kallinad. But I dont know if

He broke off. Wil saw the [Captain] stare at something past his head. Wil felt a shadow fall over his back. He heard a sound, roaring water.

Slowly, he turned. A warship had surfaced next to The Emerald Signet. And a Drowned Man stood on the railings, looking down at the two. He was half-Eel, his body rubbery. And he wore a [Captain]s hat. He aimed a sword down at the crew as he spoke.

I am Captain Therrium of The Passing Shadow. The ship behind you is The Sinking Light. We are the Undersea Crews. Surrender the treasure to us and you will live. Resistand die.

The Drowned Mans crew stood at the railings. Aiming weapons down. Wil froze. He saw Captain Lasc hesitate. And then take his hand off the wheel. Slowly, he raised his hands.

Salt take me. How long were you there? We watched the sea

From the beginning. We dove lower than your eyes, [Storm Captain].

A woman with a starfishs body on her right half grinned down at Lasc. And on the other sidethe other Drowned Ship was closing. Wil Kallinad closed his eyes. He heard boot steps on the deck. And thenthe Drowned Folk were herding the [Sailors] into the center of the boat.

Wil!

Yerranola shouted. The students had their weapons out, but the Drowned Crew surrounded them. Captain Therrium glanced dismissively at Peki and Merrik as they backed up.

Hold your blades, landfolk. I dont intend to spill your blood. And I would have let you pick up the last of the treasure. But those idiots leaked too much information. So. This is it?

He scowled, but smiled as he strode over to Kheltian casket. The crew was frozen as the Drowned Folk clustered around. Therrium sighed.

Ah.

Youre making an enemy of the Titan of Baleros, Captain Therrium. And House Kallinad. I beg you, dont do this.

Wils heart was breaking. He saw the [Depth Captain] turn his head. The man smiled.

I fear no landman, [Lordling]. Open the casket.

He pointed at a [Depth Sailor]. Cautiously, the man didusing an oar. Therrium sighed as the diamond blades flashed with light. He nodded.

Well take nothing else. Grab the casket and put it on my ship. Leave the landfolk unless they resist.

He strode past Wil as the Drowned Crew cheered. Wellthe ones from the other ship looked disgruntled, but a group of the [Depth Sailors] seized the chest. Wil stared at Therrium. The Drowned Man paused.

Its nothing personal, Lord Kallinad. You did much that even seafolk acknowledge. But your adventure was failed from the start. Thank yon friends for it.

He nodded at Venaz and Yerranola. They paled.

Im so sorry, Wil

Yerranola began. Venaz clenched his fists.

I dont suppose youd accept a duel, Captain Therrium?

And spill blood needlessly? No, Minotaur. Im a practical [Captain]. No fool, like Rasea. Well be gone without blood spilledwell, other than already spilled. And let the world see how the Undersea Crews work.

The Captain spoke, looking at the sky. Then he glanced around.

The scrying orb was still there. The [Mages] had enhanced it as much as possible, but it was barely more than an aerial view. But the [Depth Captain] was still visible.

AndCaptain Therrium ignored Noass babbling about the exciting and unexpected new developments. He narrowed his eyes at the Drowned Man with a half-Crab body. Seborn stared into the picture.

Ah. My boy.

Captain Therrium spoke slowly. He reached for the orb. Seborns eyes narrowed. He cut off the Drake.

Noass. I recognize that [Depth Captain] and crew.

You do? Tell uswho are they?

The [Rogue] spoke slowly. And it was as if he locked eyes with his father from afar.

That would be The Passing Shadow, one of the Undersea Crews. And the [Depth Captain] is Captain Therrium Sailwinds.

Sailwinds? Umno relation?

Noass grinned. Seborn folded his arms.

Relation. Captain Therrium is a lawless [Thief]. Despised even by other Drowned Folk for not honoring his word. A backstabbing shrimp.

The crew of The Passing Shadow jolted to a stop. They slowly turned to stare at Captain Therrium. The [Depth Captain]s eyes narrowed. But then he grinned.

Arrogant brat. Ill give him his dues with this. And a lashing, which he also deserves. Load it up! And hurry! I dont intend to stick around! I want us diving and out of range in five minutes!

He roared at his crew. They lugged the chest towards the ship. Wil helplessly watched. His mind spun with ideasall of which Niers would have termed death-inviting. Therrium was justtoo cautious. He kept his crew on the decks, aiming their weapons at The Emerald Signet. Perhaps if Captain Lasc used [Depth Explosion]? Butthat probably only worked underwater.

Andthe Bloodtear Pirates werent here. No one was coming. So, as the Drowned Folk carried the casket, the [King] sighed. He raised one hand.

Sand flurried up from the casket, blowing the lid open. A figure rose from the deck as Therrium whirled. An undead [King] stood on the decks. His eyes flashed.

Thieves. The Swords of Serept are not yours to take. Begone from this vessel.

Fetohep of Khelt looked at Therrium. The [Depth Captain] recoiled, and then his eyes narrowed.

Fetohep of Khelt.

He nodded, slightly. The ruler of Khelts flaming sockets flashed with light. He turned his head and the Drowned Crew froze. The ones holding the casket hesitated.

Relinquish my treasure to this ship, Drowned Man. It is not yours to take.

The [Depth Captain] glanced at Fetohep, and then at Wil.

And if I were to promise theyd reach Khelt? They will not by The Emerald Signet. The ship is mine, as are its treasures. But Id not be averse to taking the same offer. Three blades, for a lifetime.

Fetoheps gaze had been flashing silent ire at Wil. Slowly, his head rotated.

Did you mishear me, mortal? I gave you an order.

Captain Therrium was taken aback.

Youintend for me to put the treasure Ive taken back? What of your deal?

The undead ruler sighed.

Mortals. You seem to not understand. My offer extends only to Wil Kallinad. Gratitude to the one who discovered my artifacts. It is not a ransom. And you have taken this ship? What of it? My treasure is mine. I do not negotiate with thieves.

He grinned that undead grin. The [Depth Captain] heard a muffled laugh. Venaz turned his head away. But the Minotaur was smiling too. Captain Therrium put a hand on his sword.

I see. In that caseIll have to claim the Swords of Serept forever. [First Mate]?

He raised his Human hand. A Drowned Woman pointed her wand.

[Dispel Magic].

Fetoheps formwavered. The sand lost its cohesion. It fell to the deck, dissipating. Therrium snorted. Sand instantly began to whip around the chest, and the crew shouted, trying to hold onto it. But the [Depth Captain] only pointed.

Curses. Ive seen the sand trick. Hold it down.

[Anchor Lash]!

One of his [Depth Sailors] pointed. A pair of anchors flew and lashed around the chest. The sand stopped lifting it up. Therrium waved the crew onwards as Wils heart sank. The [Depth Sailors] grabbed at the chest again. One of them, a half-Shrimp Drowned Man whod been very hurt by Seborns comment, grabbed the handle. Then, puzzled, he looked down.

A hand was grabbing his arm. It was made of sand. And Fetoheps face rose out of the box and the sand reformed.

Fool.[The Desiccation of Zeikhal].

Before Wils eyes, the Drowned Mandried up. He turned into a mummy as the water was sucked from his body. A corpse. And thenhis form dried up further. He fell to the ground, turning to dust. Only some yellowed bone remained.

The Drowned Crews stared at the dust. The ones holding the casket let go. It instantly clattered to the deck. Fetohep rose.

You have earned my wr

Captain Therrium rolled his eyes and pointed a wand. The bolt of magic blew apart Fetoheps head. He turned to his [First Mate].

Lash the damn chest to the side of my ship. He cant use the sand trick underwater. Well blast it with as many [Dispel Magic] spells as we need to.

Aye, Depth Captain! Grab the chest! Use ropes, idiots!

The [First Mate] shouted. The Drowned Crew moved, throwing grapples. But before they could grab the casketit shot open, snapping the anchor ropes.

This time a raging whirlwind of sand rose into the air. It engulfed all three ships. Wil shielded his facebut the sand only affected the Drowned Crews. They shouted, stumbling around. And a figure materialized in front of the stunned crew.

Begin sailing, Kallinad. The sand will rage for ten minutes.

Fetohep of Khelts flaming eyes stared at Wil. The [Lord] saw Captain Lasc jerk. Figures were rising out of the sands, attacking the Drowned Crews. Therrium whirled, hacking them apart with ease, but they kept coming.

But

Hurry. That Drowned Captainmay be able to combat the lesser elements of my curse. I do not care to waste my time on him. You have your chance. If you lose the chest again, I will recover it.

The [King] glowered. Wil nodded. He turned.

Captain Lasc!

The [Storm Captain] was running for his wheel. The [Sailors] scrambled, cutting loose mooring lines. Captain Therrium saw.

You were warned! Cut them all down!

He tried to fight clear of the sands. His crews did likewise. They saw figures moving in the screen of sand. And then

A table? It crashed into a group of Drowned Sailors. And Captain Therrium saw a group of forty [Storm Sailors]. Inky, and Merrik and Peki in front. The [Strategists] stood at their backs.

[Unit: Enhanced Strength]. [Unstoppable Advance]. [Arrowguard Formation]

Venaz was murmuring Skills. At the same time, the other three [Strategists] were doing the same.

[Lucky Dodge]. [Keen Blades]. [Rams Charge].

Wil pointed at Therrium. The [Depth Captain] recoiled. He saw more sand-warriors coming out of the sandstorm whirling around him. Andfour [Strategists] plus two [Commanders] were combining their abilities. He spun around.

Back to the ship! Fall back!

The Drowned Crews needed no encouragement. They streamed back to the ship. Wil exhaled. He looked at Venaz. Thenthey turned.

[Unit: Enhanced Strength]! [Unstoppable Advance]!

The Minotaur began chanting again as Wil and the other [Storm Sailors] faced the second crew. The other [Depth Captain] saw Wil pointing.

[Rams Charge]. [Blades of Glory]! [Everpiercing Swords]! [Unit: Form of Giants]

The [Strategist] saw her face pale. She shouted.

Retreat! Let them burn their Skills!

Her crew ran, as the sand-apparitions followed. Wil grinned. He didnt have [Blades of Glory], or the other Skills he was shouting. The [Storm Sailors] rushed forwards, cutting the lines. Venaz was laughing.

Neither crew realized or remembered theyd used the Skills in a battle not ten minutes ago! They had to recharge! It didnt take either [Depth Captain] long to realize the trick. They howled, but the gangplanks and ropes had been thrown off the ship. And The Emerald Signet was moving.

After them!

Captain Therrium was red in the face. He saw the [Storm Captain] unfurling a scroll.

[Galewinds]!

Lasc shouted. Instantly, a breeze filled The Emerald Signets sails. It shot forwards as the two Drowned Ships turned. And stillthe sandstorm was battering the two ships.

For six more minutes. Captain Therrium was shielding his face. He cursed Fetoheps magical protections. Hed grab the chest and strip them one layer at a time. He knew curses!

-

The Emerald Signet emerged from the sandstorm with the two Drowned Ships in hot pursuit. Captain Lasc had a death-grip on his ships helm. His lookouts were shouting information as Delivan strode to the back of the ship.

Permission to fire ship-spells, Captain?

Granted!

Aye, sir! [Depth Explosion]!

A blast rocked The Passing Shadow. Therriums ship listed for a secondbut it was reinforced.

Damn! They have armor on them! These arent ordinary Drowned Ships! And theyre fast!

Not as fast as we are! Which is why theyre throwing spells! Brace!

Inky shouted. She was halfway up the mast, staring backwards. She dropped to the deck as magical bolts of light began shooting from the other ships.

Dead gods, thats a bombardment spell! Watch out! Those are [Light Spears]!

Dozens of the oversized magical arrows were hitting The Emerald Signet. Wil saw one burn a [Sailor] off her feet. He took cover behind the mast with the others.

Take cover! Were gaining! Were headed straight for the House of Minos!

Captain Lasc bellowed, ignoring the spells raining down around him. Two tore through the sails and he swore as the spells caught the fabric on fire.

Douse those flames! Get to cover and get the wounded belowdecks! Drop all unnecessary cargo!

He was steering the ship, trading some speed for a slight variation in their movement. A huge blast of fire missed the sails as Lasc spun the wheel, anticipating it. Helplessly, the students could only watch the other two ships gaining.

We have to do something!

King Fetohepcan you helpKing Fetohep?

Wil turned. The casket was inert again. Merrik swore.

Damn. I knew something was up! The curse must have limited magic! No wonder the [King] wanted us to take the casket!

Dont worry. A [Storm Ship] can outmaneuver Drowned Ships. And Lasc has a final option if we keep our distance. We can do this

Delivan was reassuring the others as he peered from the bow, using the few ship-spells Lasc had available to him through his bond as [First Mate]. Wil saw the other ships slowing a bit, even as they used their own wind spells to fill their sails. They were indeed slower; they were heavier in the water, built for withstanding pressure in the depths as well as above the sea!

But something made Wil loathe to celebrate. He turned his head. And his mind recalled a pertinent detail. Just in time too.

Captain! Ships from dead ahead! Theyre flying [Pirate] flags!

Ah.

The [Strategists] looked up. None of them looked surprised. On the other hand, the sailors whirled, looking alarmed. Captain Lasc stared ahead.

Those flags. Those are the Bloodtear Pirates.

Inky went dead white. Feshi poked her head up as she aimed a bow at the ships to the rear.

Any relation to the Bloodfeast Raiders? Its a very common name, yes?

Maybe because both groups slaughter anyone they catch!

Delivan shouted. Feshi paled. Wil saw Captain Lasc turn his head desperately, but it was the sea. There wasnt much room to maneuver.

Andif the Drowned Ships were slower, the Bloodtear Pirates were not. Their sails were filled with magical wind and they were as fast as The Emerald Signet. Maybefaster?

Wil saw the [Storm Captain] turn his head again, and then caught his eye.

Lord Kallinad! Anything you and your friends can do would be appreciated!

Me?

Wil started. And then he realizedthe [Captain] was asking him for help. Inky, Delivanthe [Storm Sailors] were outmatched.

Yet, Wil knew nothing of the ocean. On the other handhe narrowed his eyes as he saw the approaching Bloodtear Pirates. The pursuing Drowned Ships. And he realized.

This was his forte. A battle. It didnt matter where or when. He knew little of the majesty of the sea. But war? He glanced at his fellow classmates. This was all they did. Wil took a breath as his mind began to race.

Venaz, are you thinking what Im thinking?

Absolutely not. But Ill listen to your idea and decide which ones best.

The Minotaur grinned. Yerranola looked up.

You two have ideas too?

Almost like a time quiz, but the deadline is death. Eh, Peki?

Merrik was calculating something on his fingers. Feshi nodded. The students broke into a huddle as the [Sailors] stared. Inky looked at Delivan.

Theyre mad.

Landlubbers.

The [First Mate] agreed.

-

Action, Drama, Reaction, and More Action.

The Bloodtear Pirates stormed through the seas towards The Emerald Signet and the pursuing Drowned Ships. They flew the colors of [Pirates]. And they issued no [Messages], shouted nothing.

They had only one desire when they hunted. They were quite genial other times. But on the chase? Never.

They saw the pursuit and closed on The Emerald Signet at all speed. Three ships. Captain Therrium hesitated when he saw them, but he bore on, cursing. It was a race to the treasure, nothing else.

The Bloodtear Pirates were readying attack spells when they saw something move from the first ship. A Garuda flew off The Emerald Signet. She raced ahead of the boat, screaming.

Help, help! Weve been attacked by Drowned Folk!

She didnt seem to notice the [Pirate] flags. The Bloodtear Pirates exchanged glances. The lead [Captain] saw the colorful Garuda flying at them. Definitely a landlubber.

Heave to!

He bellowed. The [Pirates] aimed at the Garuda. She landed on the deck, crying, in front of the [Captain.]

But theyre trying to kill us! They stole the treasure! But they want to kill us all!

They did?

The [Pirate Captain] stared at Peki. He eyed the water dribbling down her cheeks. She didnt seem to be actuallycrying. She nodded. The Bloodtear Captain glanced at his crew. He shrugged.

Capture her. Get all three ships. Well have to sink them all, anyways.

The Garuda stared at the [Captain] as he grinned at her behind the helm.

Youre going to attack us?

Yep.

He laughed. Peki thought about this and shrugged.

Okay. Watch the boom.

Huh?

She kicked the wheel. The [Captain] swore, grabbing, but a foot kicked him off his feet. He went tumbling

And his ship turned as the boom swung around. It crashed into the second ship, and both slowed. Peki flew off as the Bloodtear Pirates loosed spells and arrows after her back. The [Martial Artist] nimbly dodged. They ruled the seas, but she had trained to fight in the air. Everything but booms.

The third ship came on, though. It was on a collision course with The Emerald Signet! Desperately, the Storm Ship turned, but the pirate ship turned to catch it. They too had a magical wind in their sails. A magical wind

[Galewinds].

Peki flapped past them and cast the scroll. The [Pirate Captain] of the third ship looked up as a second wind blew crossways, blasting the sail around. He swore as the ship turned against his will. He began to fight the two winds as Peki flapped off.

Ah, the old, distract them with Peki, and then catch them off-guard with Peki again gambit. Classic.

Merrik chortled as he watched The Emerald Signet racing past the ships. All three turned to join the chase. Nowfive ships worth of spells were flying at The Emerald Signets rear.

A Gnoll braced behind cover as she stared at Merrik. Peki landed on the deck, panting, but only slightly singed.

How often do you use that tactic?

Youd be surprised.

Our turns.

Wil and Venaz appeared at one side of the ship. They winced as a hail of [Fireballs] exploded around the sails.

Sails are down! Replace them now!

We need five minutes!

Inky howled as Captain Lasc felt his ship slow. Desperately, the [Storm Captain] looked over his shoulder. The other ships were coming alongside.

Board them and take the treasure! Repel the Bloodtear Pirates!

Therrium was howling as his ship exchanged fire with the others. Ahead, The Emerald Signet, floundering, was throwing up a white flag.

Kill them.

The [Pirate Captain] pointed. But he saw Wil, Venaz, and Yerra dragging something to the port.

Stop! Stop! We surrender! Well give you the casket! But kill us and it goes over!

Wil shouted. All five ships stopped. They drew alongside.

Its a trick!

The first mate opined. Therrium peered through a spyglass.

No. Its the real casket! They cant create a fake althoughget me a [Detect Magic] spell!

It was the casket. Genuine. One of the Bloodtear Pirate ships streamed forwards and the other Drowned Ship, The Sinking Light, rammed them. They began to fight.

Give us the treasure.

Another of the Bloodtear Pirates was blocking The Passing Shadow. Fearless, their crews were boarding, hacking at Therriums crew. The Drowned Man slashed through the enemy as he roared, trying to get his ship closer.

The [Pirate Captain] had a crossbow aimed at Wils head and the [Pirates] were poised to catch. Wil nodded.

Take it.

Open the casket.

The [Pirate Captain] was in no mood to play games or be tricked again. Wil slowly did so. The diamond swords shone from within the casket. The [Pirate Captain] stared.

Get me a null magic net. And hand it over.

Slowly, the [Strategists] balanced it on the railing. The Bloodtear Pirates yanked it away. They stared at the treasure, forgetting The Emerald Signet for a second. One of the [Pirates] reached for a shimmering blade.

Stop, idiot! Wait for the net

The [Pirate Captain] saw a hand grab the unlucky [Pirate]. Fetohep rose, sighing.

Sand.

He didnt cast a spell. Sand just flooded the [Pirate]s nose, mouth, eyes, earsshe fell back, choking. The Bloodtear Pirates drew back.

Neutralize the magic.

The [Pirate Captain] ordered. Fetohep looked at him. He glanced to the side.

This is tedious. But amusing in its own way.

The undead [King] pronounced. He said that, but he was grinning. Always grinning. The [Pirates] turned as The Emerald Signet shot forwards again; the sails were full and restored. The [Pirate Captain] frowned.

Do we pursue, Captain?

No. Let them go. Well deal with the spectre and the two Drowned Ships.

The [Pirate Captain] came to a quick decision. He looked around. A pair of [Pirates] had a net that cancelled magic and were sneaking up on Fetoheps left. The [King] pointed a finger.

Magical sand blasted the ambushers. Then, the undead [King] lifted his other hand. A whirlwind blasted the [Pirates] back. It whirled under the casket, pushed it up. Andto the disbelief of the [Pirate Captain], the casket flew through the air.

It landed on The Emerald Signet as the ship stormed ahead. Wil saw Fetohep rise from the casket as the Bloodtear [Pirate Captain] screamed curses and resumed the chase.

I warned you that once you lost the casket, I would grant you no more chances.

Yes, your Majesty. What about a ruse?

One of Fetoheps burning flames in his eye sockets flashed.

I shall consider it amusing. Show me how you continue to struggle, young [Lord].

The Bloodtear Pirates and Drowned Crews stopped fighting as they realized The Emerald Signet was getting away again. They continued chasing, fighting each other as well as the ship ahead. And nowthe [Strategists] were in their element.

You want one of the swords? Fetch!

Feshi howled. She heaved over a glittering blade into the sea. One of the Drowned Ships began to dive until Therrium cursed the other [Depth Pirate] out.

Its made of glass, you idiot!

Glass and string. Nice try, Feshi. My turn.

Yerra consoled the heartbroken Gnoll. The other [Strategists] were trying another trick. They dumped the barrels of liquor overboard. And as they floated towards the other ship, Feshi loosed an arrow for Yerra.

[Bursting Arrow]!

The barrels exploded with fire. The other ships swerved. The [Strategists] were laughing, trying to exchange ideas.

Peki, fly one of the spare sails in front of the other ships! Blind them!

No, well have you attack the rudders! Anyone got a powerful wand?

They were throwing ideas around left and right. Peki took into the air and began dropping explosive alchemical flasks Feshi had brought, from out of arrow range. But the other ships were coming on, doggedly.

It was a chase. The Emerald Signet had managed to gain a five-minute lead. And it kept to it; it was lighter in the water with less weight. And the Bloodtear Pirates, for all two were smaller ships, were fighting it out with the Drowned Crews.

For all that, it was neck and neck. AndCaptain Lasc looked at his stash of emergency wind scrolls.

Three left.

We just need to get in range of the House of Minos! Ive sent a distress call!

Venaz shouted. He was staring ahead, trying to see the distant archipelago. But they were still far distant.

How many ships are in the area? How fast are they coming to rendezvous?

Wil turned his head, trying to calculate over the map table. Venaz looked at him.

No, we just need to get in range of the isles! Well have support! Were nearly

Crash. Something from behind. Wil turned his head.

What was

Harpoons! They just shot them into our hull!

Merrik howled. One of the Bloodtear Pirates had launched the metal harpoons. Inky raced up from belowdecks.

Were taking on water! I need hands below! Help me patch up

More explosions. The other ships were loosing more spells.

Dead gods. Theyre recharged. Captain Lasc! We might not survive a volley! Itll tear us apartleave us dead in the water at the least!

Delivan hunkered down as spells rained around The Emerald Signet. The [Storm Captain] bit his lip.

I could use my last card, but we might all perish. Lord Kallinad! Have you anything left?

Not unless King Fetohep aids us. I think

Wil ducked his head as something shredded the command deck. Lasc fell back, swearing; something had opened his shoulder. He looked back; the ships were gaining; theyd put more holes in the sails.

Here they came. Therrium was in front this time. The Drowned Mans blade was bared. Captain Lasc slowly drew his blade and planted it in the deck. He turned back to staring ahead.

Captain Lasc! A ship to the port!

Another [Pirate]?

Yerranola shouted hopelessly. But Venaz head had turned. He snatched Delivans spyglass.

No! Thats a warship from the House of Minos! Keep going! Were going to make it!

He grinned wildly.

Just one?

The young [Lord] looked alarmed. There were five ships in pursuit! And this Minotaurian Warship didnt look that much bigger! In fact, it was turning in the distance!

Is it not engaging?

No! Its

-

Captain, warship ahead! It flies the colors of House Minos!

The Drowned Sailor called down to Therrium. His head rose as he hunkered down, avoiding flaming arrows from the damned Bloodtear Pirate ships. He looked up.

Were already in Minos waters? Damn. Catch that ship! Fire all spells!

He pointed at The Emerald Signet. His [First Mate] moved to obey. She strode to the front of the ship. Therrium saw a flash. He raised his head, then felt something hit his ship.

What was that?

He roared. Then he saw a plume of splinters. His [First Mate] stared at her missing legs. Thenat the ballista bolt made of metal that had shattered the deck.

The warship is firing at us! Damned Minotaurs!

The Bloodtear Pirates saw the impact on The Passing Shadow. One of the [Pirate Captains] saw the warship presenting broadsides, far, far in the distance.

Then close with them and destroy the ship! They cant reload in

Splash. The [Pirates] ducked as something hit the waters next to their ship. Another ballista bolt.

So they have two ballistae. So wh

Crack.

A third ballista bolt hit the side of the ship. The Bloodtear Pirates looked up. Thena stone cracked into the decks of the other Drowned Ship. The boat rocked.

Three ballistae and a catapult. Damn. Fine then

Another bolt hit the decks. The [Pirates] slowly turned to look at their [Captain]. He snatched a spyglass up. Impossible. They couldnt have four

The warship had four. And a catapult in the center. As the [Captain] watched, he saw distant figures reloading.

They did it like this. Two Minotaurs pulled the arm of the catapult down. One slammed a boulder out of a bag of holding into the firing armthe catapult was adjusted and fired. In less than thirty seconds, another boulder was in the air.

And the ballistae? Just as fast. Minotaurs just pulled the massive siege weapon back, reloading it.

Devils in the deep.

The Bloodtear [Pirate Captain] had heard stories. But the Minotaurs surprised him. They kept firing; before a bolt landed, another was in the air. All five ships began to take evasive action.

Captain Therrium was swearing. But he pointed his ship ahead at The Emerald Signet.

Bring down the Minotaurs warship first! This isnt over! Send out a call to any Undersea Crews nearby!

-

The Minotaurs werent even using spells. Wil stared. They just had siege weapons, but the weapons had incredible range. And the Minotaurs were expert marksmen. They were pumping out a rain of fire that the other ships had to dodge or be sunk by, even with [Reinforced Hulls].

Dead gods! I had no idea thats how Minotaurs fought!

Yerranola was staring. Venaz was laughing proudly.

No [Pirates] challenge our waters! Wella few do, but most know better! Minotaur warships are a terror of the seas! And we fight on land just as well! I told you

The students looked at each other. Venaz boasts were being backed up a bitif only by the dramatic save. The Minotaur stood on the prow, bellowing towards the distant ship. Wil heard an answering roar back.

ButLasc kept glancing back.

Theyre still coming, Mister Venaz! And they might be damned experts at close quarters, but theyll be outnumbered five-to-one! Those are all expert, high-level [Pirates]!

Dont worry, Captain Lasc. The other ships wont make it. See?

The Minotaurian ship was moving backwards, as The Emerald Signet fled in its wake. But the other ships kept coming; they were tough and even the impacts from the ballista bolts and catapults werent doing more than slowing them. Wil glanced over his shoulder.

Venaz? Are you sure?

He could see Captain Therrium in the distance. The [Depth Captain] was pointing. AndWil heard someone swearing.

My [Dangersense] is going off. Captain Lasc

Delivan looked backwards. An [Archer] was standing on the deck. Lasc peered through a spyglass.

Damn. No wonder the Bloodtear Pirates have abandoned attacking The Passing Shadow. Everyone! Get belowdecks! Theyve got a poison archer!

The others looked up. Lasc pointed at the [Archer] that Therrium had placed on the prow. She was sightingand she was half-Drowned. Wil saw yellowish skin, something likespikes? He saw her spitting something. Lasc pointed.

Blowfish. One dose from her arrows and youre dead.

The crew ran for the decks. Wil looked at Venaz. Within a few more minutes, theyd be in range. Nowere they already? Therrium was pointing at Wil.

Stop your ship or die. This is your last chance.

The Drowned man shouted. One of the Bloodtear Pirates was accelerating, using a skill on the right. Wil saw Lascs eyes flick from left to right.

Mister Venaz

Hold course. Were nearly safe.

The Minotaur crouched behind the safety of the deck, but he lookedconfident. Wil saw the Minotaur vessel turning ahead, offering more covering fire. But the two ships were catching up to the wounded Storm Ship. Wil saw Therrium raise a hand. The [Archer] drew back, sighting.

And the Bloodtear Pirate ship began to draw alongside. The [Pirates] whirled grappling hooks, shouting. Wil saw Lasc bare his teeth.

Prepare to repel boarders!

He reached for his sword, planted in the deck. Wil reached for his blade, staring at the casket. He saw Venaz looking up at the sky as the Bloodtear Pirates ship drew alongside. Wil looked back.

Time to fight. Wil, stay behind us.

Yerranola rose, Merrik and Peki by her side. Feshi reached for another arrow. And Wil saw Venaz close his eyes.

Ah. Her wrath. Honor to you.

He stood. Wil looked up at him. And thenhe saw a shadow flash across the sky. Venaz knelt.

The [Pirate Captain] drawing alongside The Emerald Signet looked up. He saw something flying through the sky. Rotating. It fell towards him. He stared up. It looked likebut it was too large.

Is thatan axe?

It cut through the mast, crashed through the deck and the [Captain]. The ship buckled, and thensank.

Captain Therrium stared at the gigantic axe buried in the ship. He stared at the sky. He reached for the helm.

The Bloodtear Pirates turned. The Minotaur warship launched another volley, but the other four ships fled. Fled, in a moment. For reinforcements, to regroup. They asked no questions.

That was an axe.

-

Axes, the Minotaur [Prince], a Moments Peace

What in the name of the Grandfathers was that?

Merrik stared at the place the ship had sunk. Wil looked at Venaz. The Minotaur replied calmly, smirking.

That. Was an axe.

The students looked at him. The other ships were fleeing. Wil turned to Peki.

Peki, punch Venaz.

The Garuda raised a fist. The Minotaur stepped back, scowling.

It was what I meant! Were in range of the House of Minos. Wellit must have expanded last I checked. She leveled.

She? Who?

Captain! Lord Kallinad! Minotaur warship is turning! They want to board!

Inky called out from the crows nest. Venazs head turned. But he pointed at the place the Bloodtear Pirates ship had sunk.

Her range. That axe was thrown by the King of Minotaurs herself. It was her great Skill. One of the reasons we are safe. The [Axe of Gigant]. A shipbreaking blow.

He pointed into the distance. Wil saw the other warship drawing alongside. He looked at Venaz.

Venaz. Ive known [Kings]. Even the King of Destruction. We studied him. Ive never, ever seen a Skill like that.

Because your [Kings] were rulers. Our King won her title by strength, Wil. Strength and honor. And her class, her first class? Was [Axe Thrower].

The Minotaur warship was filled with Minotaurs. And like Venaz, they had knelt the direction the axe had come. NowWil saw Venaz pointing.

The waters were stirring. Something rose, from where the [Pirate]s ship had sunk. An axe rose out of the waters and slowly flew back the way it had come.

It was much smaller than when it had landed. But it flashed through the air, rotating. Wil and the others stared.

The pride of the Minotaurs. Be honored, Wil Kallinad. For you, our King threw one of her personal weapons. She does not do it often; even most [Pirates] do not know of her strength.

Venaz beamed. Wil nodded, speechless.

And are wesafe?

Merrik looked up at Venaz. He nodded.

So long as we remain here? Of course! Well have time to replenish our stocks. Repair the ship. And perhaps even sail with a fleet as an escortdepending on if Kallinad can pay for it. But once we reach the House of Minos harbors even The Iron Vanguard would fear to invade!

He laughed, spreading his arms wide. Wil looked ahead. The other warship was moving alongside theirs. He saw the ballistae, the catapult. Andstriding alongside the decks, his arms spread in welcome, a Minotaur in full armor. Venazs eyes widened. He turned to Wil.

And here I thought we couldnt get more lucky. Wilyoull have the honor of being escorted by a Prince of Minotaurs.

A Prince?

Wil stared at the distant Minotaur. Venaz was nodding.

As you understand it. He is next in line for the throne. Excluding our Kings sonthis would be her younger brother. As honorable as she is. And nearly as mighty. Erhes not the one I beat to take the Professors classes. Dont tell him I bragged about that. And be respectful.

He was older, gray mixed into his mane and fur. But as big as Venaz. He roared a greeting.

Venaz of Hammerad! In the name of the House of Minos, I welcome you home!

Prince Khedal! The honor is ours! Your timing was most fortuitous!

The two Minotaurs strode up the gangplanks as the ships docked. Khedal was a unit of a Minotaur, even as they reckoned such things. He and Venaz struck each other on the shoulders and grabbed each others forearms as they locked horns.

And he had a presence, like that of the [General] of Pheislant. A high-level person. He turned to Wil as Venaz began to introduce the crew.

Ah, Lord Kallinad. I have seen your story unfolding. It is the privilege of the House of Minos to aid you, as well as one of our own.

He inclined his head. And he was suddenly, incredibly formal. He gave Wil a bowa Terandrian courtiers bow. It was impressively done. Wil found himself fumbling his reply.

The honor was ah, mine, Prince Khedal. Your warship was timely. And the aid of your Queyour King was impressive.

Khedal was nodding. His horns were actually gilded with silverand his armor was as ornamental as functional. Wil saw dozens of Minotaur [Sailors] hard at work; the [Storm Sailors] eyed them nervously.

The King of Minos directed our ship to your defense as soon as she saw you were inbound. That she provided the honor of her Skill was unasked for.

I shall surely thank her. And if my companions and I are worthy of itwe would be honored twice by an audience.

Venaz was nodding. Khedal studied Merrik, Peki, and the others. The Garuda whispered.

Strong Sea Cow.

The Princes eyes narrowed. But then he was nodding.

Few are worthy, but she would wish it. And of course, we shall bring your ship to harbor. Comehave you replacement sails? If not, my [Oarsmen] will bring you to shore. It is not far.

He turned to Captain Lasc. The [Storm Captain] saluted.

Our sails are going up as we speak. It is an honorPrince Khedal?

Yes, it is. We were prepared to fight to the death in your defense. I do not know if it would have been fitting for those not of House Minos, or even one son. But our King is far wiser and more honorable than I.

The Minotaur Prince nodded slightly. Lasc blinked. So did Wil. Khedal was somehow more uptight and arrogant than Venaz. Wil saw where he got it from if it was a cultural thing. Howeverhe was also commanding.

Let us return to harbor before we speak more, Venaz of Hammerad. You have been gone too long. No doubt you will be feasted in the Thronehall of Minos. You must tell of us of your accomplishments. We have witnessed some, such as Daquin.

Yes. I have failed as much as triumphed. But I hope to speak of the accomplishments of my companions as well.

Venaz hung his head as Khedal nodded. Wil felt his knees going weak.

Safety. He looked at Yerra and saw her and Feshi staring into the distance. Perhaps they were just shadows, but the Archipelago of the House of Minos awaited. A mysterious place. Wil looked back at the casket.

And saw something on the horizon. The [Lord] stared.

Venaz. Prince Khedal.

The two Minotaurs turned. Wil pointed silently. Prince Khedal looked over his shoulder and frowned.

Spyglass.

One was placed into his hands. The Minotaur sighted. Then he looked up abruptly.

It seems my boast of safety was premature. There is a fleet approaching.

A fleet?

Storm Ships. Sixty of them.

Sixty?

Prince-Commander Khedal. Another sighting. Southeast this time.

The Minotaur turned. He sighted again.

Eighty warships.

A third call. Khedal looked.

Thirty six. Closer to forty.

What is it?

Did he say Storm Ships? That can only beLord Admiral Seagrass. The Tyrant Seagrass.

Delivans eyes were wide. He looked at Lasc.

But weve broken no laws of the sea, have we, Captain Lasc?

Not a one. Perhaps Lord Seagrass is here to give us an escort.

Yeah. And perhaps my beard is a nest for baby chicks.

Merrik snorted. He looked at Prince Khedal. The Minotaur was consulting with his subordinates. He looked up, abruptly.

We could sail for the House of Minos shores. And repel this Lord Seagrass. We have clashed with his ships before. He will never take Minos shores. However. I do not believe this is wise. Not for a single son of Minos, and a treasure that is not ours.

He looked at Wil. The [Lord] numbly nodded. Venaz looked at Khedal, clenching his fists.

But Prince Khedal! Are we to surrender the treasure after all this time? Fetohep of Khelt has charged Wil with delivering it! Do we bow to dishonor?

Khedals hand moved like a blur. He grabbed Venaz so hard Wil saw the other Minotaurs armor move.

Never.

Khedals voice was low. He pointed.

Captain Lasc! Head north! Now! We will sail past the House of Minos! Open the Bottle of Winds!

We?

The Minotaurs leapt to follow Prince Khedals orders. The Minotaur turned as he strode across the gangplank. He nodded at Wil.

I cannot in good conscience risk the life of our King and subjects in a siege if this Lord Seagrass would dare it. HoweverI have placed you under my protection. The least we can do is escort you closer to another harbor. We will delay this Lord Seagrass and his fleets as long as we are able. Minotaurs! Make ready for battle!

A roar came from the warship. Venaz clung to the railing, looking alarmed.

Prince Khedal! You cannot risk your life! You are Prince to the House of Minos.

The Minotaur turned back to Venaz. He looked gravely at the younger Minotaur.

I do not rule the House of Minos, Venaz of Hammerad. My life is worthless before that of my King. And honor is everything.

He spread his arms, indicating the sea, the sky, the ship, the other Minotaurs. As proud as the sun. Fearless.

Wil looked at Venaz. The Minotaurs jaw moved. Then he clasped a fist to his chest.

You do us the greatest of honors, Prince Khedal. We will not dishonor you!

And that was it. Captain Lasc was swearing as he moved his ship and the Minotaurian vessel kept pace. The two ships raced forwards, propelled by winds blown from a jar Khedal held.

This was the final hour. Wil saw Fetohep rising from his casket.

The world has not forgotten Khelts treasures, it seems.

The undead [King] smiled. Wil looked at his friends. And in the distancethe fleet of over a hundred ships drew closer.

[Stormlord Captain] Seagrass. He uses his fleet to trade and make a fortune. Hes tamed his parts of the sea. No one challenges himhes a [King] of the waves.

Inky breathed. Wil looked at her.

If hes a [Stormlord], dont you owe your allegiance to him?

The [Storm Sailor] grinned at Wil.

Even a [Stormlord] doesnt command us [Storm Sailors]. We pledged to this cause and well

She eyed the other navy.

Run as long as possible and then surrender when weve done most of what we can. We might still make it. Theres one trick Lasc has left. A [Storm Captain]s desperation.

Which is?

Lord Kallinad! To the prow! More ships ahead!

Alright! Im done! Stop with the more ships! Its getting ridiculous!

Yerranola threw down her hatchet on the deck and threw her hands up. She stomped up the deck with Wil. Lasc was calm.

Dont worry, Miss Yerranola. I dont think well have more.

How do you know?

Dont reckon there are many more ships in the sea, Miss.

He pointed. Ahead of them, Drowned Ships were rising out of the sea. Captain Therrium eyed the Minotaurian warship, and The Emerald Signet as dozens of Drowned Ships rose around him. The Undersea Crews, all of them in the area.

From the west came an armada. Captain Lasc was counting.

The Bloodtear Pirates, the Deaths Heads, the Salt DogsI see a dozen [Pirate] bands. More.

Ooh, the Deaths Heads? Theyre Selphids. Maybe I can talk them out of killing us!

Yerranola stared into the distance. Merrik stared.

Good. That leaves onlya few dozen warships. From that side.

The Salt Dogs are Gnolls.

Think you can talk them out of fighting us?

Yerranola looked at Feshi. The Gnoll [Strategist] shook her head.

Nope. Theyre evil.

Ah.

The students and [Sailors] stood at the railings. Looking around. Wil wondered aloud.

How did they all get here?

I think everyone was following us already. Kind of flattering, when you think about it. Whats our game, Wil?

Toss the swords over the edge and pray they fight over it while we run?

Yerranola suggested. King Fetohep gave her a cold look. He seemed amused.

I should mention this to Atwood.

Wil had no idea what that meant. And thenwellhe saw the final ship show up. The last, fitting element.

A glowing ship on the horizon. It sped after both ships, faster than any other ship on the ocean. It shone with brilliant light. Wil recognized it now, the second time.

The Illuminary. And standing on the deck was Captain Rasea Zecrew. Yerranola called out as the ship sailed at them.

Oh, thank Rhir! Theyre going to save us! We can get on the ship, speed out of here

Ahoy! Looks like a real fight! Look at all these ships! I havent seen so many in a decade in the same place! It was worth sticking around!

Captain Rasea excitedly drew up alongside The Emerald Signet. The Minotaurian warship was turning and Prince Khedal was staring at Captain Rasea with clear rage. The ballistae on her ship were duplicates of the ones on his warship.

The [Pirate Captain] gave Wil a wink. He just looked at her.

Are you coming to bail us out, Captain Rasea? Help us escape?

Her eyes widened.

You know, that sounds like a lot of fun. But no. Were robbing you. Mind handing over the Swords of Serept?

She winked at Wil. Then she did a double-take.

Hey, did you recruit an undead sand-person onto your ship?

Fetohep looked offended. Wil just stared at Captain Rasea. He feltlet down. Not so much by the impending doom and the three vast navies asher.

Captain Rasea, you promised me youd let our ship go.

She had promised. And somehow, in this moment, this singular broken vow stung most of all. The [Pirate Captain]s eyes widened.

Wellobviously, I lied. I just thought you wouldnt give up the treasure beforehand. I was right to wait. The Treant proved that. But I didnt lie, lie. I gave you my oath.

But you still broke it.

Not exactly.

The [Pirate Captain] smiled. Lord Seagrass was pursuing from behind. The Drowned Crews were advancing, chanting. The [Pirates] were roaring as they came on. But Rasea just smiled. She stared at the sky as Wil looked at her.

Heres a lesson from the sea, Lord Kallinad. You can trust a [Pirate] like mebut only her words. I swore by the Flag of Savere that youd not be troubled by us.

She pointed at her mast. Everyone looked up. The flag hung beneath her colors. Wil nodded slowly. And Captain Rasea swept her hat from her head.

So. Lads? Burn the flag.

Her crew pointed up. Wands and arrows. The Centaur fired two shots. Wil saw the flag explode into flames. He stared at Rasea. She laughed as she put the hat back onto her head.

But thats Saveres flag.

It burned in the scrying orb as Noass commentated fast as he ever had and Seborn stared at the sight. And Niers Astoragon watched his beloved pupils. Captain Rasea laughed without a care in the world.

So? I only put it up because my sister gets prickly if I dont! I care nothing for nations! For rules! For laws or armies!

She stood on her ship as it turned towards The Emerald Signet. Captain Rasea Zecrew bowed. And her eyes shone with the purest light of adventure.

Insanity.

After all, Im a [Pirate].

Then she grabbed the rope as the boom swung by her head. She soared through the air. And landed on the deck of The Emerald Signet. Captain Lasc drew his sword and Rasea leapt at him. They locked blades as the other fleets shot through the waves.

The final battle for the Swords of Serept began.

-

The Final Battle. A [Storm Captain]s Skill. A Choice is Made.

War at sea. That was the only word for it. Three navies were clashing in the ocean. The first, a massive trading fleet and armada led by the [Stormlord Captain], one of the five most powerful [Lords] in the world. The 4^th most famousaccording to landfolk.

Lord Admiral Seagrass. He stood on the deck of the largest ship in the fleet. Smiling like steel. His trimmed beard, his precise, almost flamboyant but also military dress and his words all added to his appearance. Each syllable was clipped and clear.

He had been both lawbreaker and the law itself on the seas. Now, his fleets that brought goods from continent to continent ruled the seas. He spoke as his [Storm Captains] angled, loosing spells.

An odd detour from our trading route. The cargo had better be worth the cost. Get me those blades. Send the eastern fleet to stop those [Pirates]. The restdown the Undersea Crews! Encircle The Emerald Signet.

Over a hundred ships sailed forwards, crewed by [Storm Sailors]. The [Pirates] turned their ships, swearing as they saw one of the powers of the sea headed at them.

But the Undersea Crews came on. Captain Therrium was leading the charge. They were aiming at The Emerald Signet, which was locked in battle with the Illuminary. And a single warship from the House of Minos stood in the way.

The battle looked like adance from above. The watchers through the scrying orbs, from Niers Astoragon to the King of Destruction and Archmage Nailihuaile and the rest saw the ships meeting, clashing, and separating.

They did not form an untidy scrum like some landfolk battle. Too many ships locked together meant that if one sank, it would pull the others down as masts and rigging entangled. And fire would spread. So the ships formed smaller knots of combat, boarding each other, separatingleaving vessels to drift into the ocean depths.

Some of the Drowned Vessels did it on purpose. They rose, smashing into Storm Ships from below. The [Storm Captains] hurled magic from their decks; the [Pirates] attacked with every trick, from improvised firebombs to swinging across the gaps to light parts of the other ships on fire.

Chaos and confusion. And at the heart of itWil Kallinad and his friends. He saw Captain Lasc moving backwards across the deck, dueling Captain Rasea Zecrew.

The Shining. Her entire body was lit up by the light and it was blinding the [Storm Captain]. But he refused to flee. He stepped backwards, his sword slashing at hers. And his left hand moved like lightning, punching, deflecting her sword. He struck her twice, but the [Pirate Captain] moved back each time. And she was laughing as she cut him deep across the leg.

To arms!

Venaz roared. The Illuminarys crew were joining their [Captain]. Or trying toDelivan had the helm. He roared at Venaz.

Help Captain Lasc! We wont survive if the Illuminary boards! Theyll cut us to ribbons!

Ah! Three at once? A fine battle!

Rasea whirled as Venaz charged her from the left. She slashed and the Minotaur halted. She ducked as Peki kicked at her head; she was too fast! And her body lit up in a flash.

The half-Anglerfish woman darted forwards as the others were blinded. She stabbed Peki in the arm and the Garuda recoiled. Rasea kicked her across the deck, blocked a slash from Lascand turned to confront Merrik. The Dwarf charged in, and her blade cut into his armor. But he forced her back.

Wil, get back! Shes too high-level!

Yerranola shouted. Feshi was trying to aim into the melee, but Rasea was now fighting four-on-one. And pushing all four back. Wil looked around desperately. The [Pirate Captain] was the least of their worries.

Drowned Ships incoming!

Inky pointed ahead. The Undersea Crews were streaming forwards. Wil saw Therrium pointing at him. The Blowfish [Archer] was aiming her bow. And two ships were in the way.

The Illuminary and Prince Khedals warship from the House of Minos. A portion of the Illuminarys crew swung onto the nearest Drowned Ship, stalling them, fighting against the larger crew fearlessly. And Prince Khedal stood on the sides of his ship as his Minotaurs fired their siege weapons constantly, focusing on single ships before moving to the next.

So. This is the product of greed. Minotaurs. For a son of the House of Minos. For honor. We do battle. Nothing less. To me.

The Minotaur Prince looked around. A group of Minotaur [Sailors] stood at his back. They were armed with long-handled axes. Armor. Khedal stared at the dozens of ships headed for him.

Give no ground. The Emerald Signet must escape. Youjoin the Humans. The rest of youboard and sink these trespassers.

A group of Minotaurs rushed towards The Emerald Signet. They dove into the waters and swam towards the other boat. Prince Khedal locked eyes with Captain Therrium. He pointed as the first ship crashed into his warship.

For the House of Minos! Charge!

He leapt off his deck and onto The Passing Shadow. Drowned Sailors stared up at the Minotaur as he drew two large axes from his back. Captain Therrium looked around. Prince Khedal had landed on his ship alone as the Minotaurs fought the other Drowned Crews.

Are you mad, Minotaur?

No. Surrender now and I will spare your ship.

The Minotaur looked around. Therriums crew laughed. Prince Khedals eyes narrowed. They were green-and-yellow. Not red, as Venazs were, or the other Minotaurs fighting into a rage. They were hacking through the Drowned Folk. But Khedal just waited, axes in hand.

He turned his head. The Blowfish [Archer] loosed an arrow tipped with the deadly toxin. The Minotaur leaned out of the way. The arrow missed. The old prince turned. He saw a [Depth Sailor] leaping at him.

He hacked the Drowned Woman apart with one of his axes. Turned. Gracefully, he cut two [Sailors] in half with his other axe. He brought the other axe back, cleaving through a [Depth Sailor]s guard. The Minotaur walked forwards, ignoring the blows to his armor. He began cutting down Therriums crew one by one, his blades leaving a trail of red.

Captain Therrium stopped smiling. He snarled as the Minotaurs blades flashed. One minute, then twothe crew assaulted him from all sides. But all that happened was that they died. Khedal had no helmet, but he kept turning his head, avoiding arrows and spells. And the rest of his body was too armored. And he was cutting apart dozens of the crew, headed straight for Captain Therrium.

Take us down! Drown that damned Minotaur!

The [Depth Captain] ordered. He drew his sword and clashed with Khedal. The first blow from the Minotaur threw him back across the deck. Therriums body surged with electricity. He slashed, connecting with Khedals side as the Minotaur turned, hacking apart another [Depth Sailor].

The deadly charge of electricity made all of Khedals hair stand on end. And nothing else. He turned and Therrium leapt back before an axe could end him. The Drowned Crew backed up as the Minotaur turned.

Worthless. You are all without honor, much less skill at arms.

He glared about. And blocked an arrow to the back of his head from the [Venom Archer] with the flat of his axe. Therrium stared uncertainly. But then he felt his ship sinking into the waves. He grinned.

Diving! Depth shields arent down! Brace!

The [Helmswoman] bellowed. Khedal looked around as the Drowned Crews grabbed ahold of parts of the ship. The ship was diving into the waters, and without the magical bubble that kept oxygen and atmosphere on the ship. Waters engulfed him as Therrium felt his other, eel-half breathing in the water.

He grinned. The Minotaur was stranded on his boat. Khedal was suddenly underwater as the Drowned Crews slowly moved through the water around him. They swam at him, as the Minotaur looked around. Blinded. Slowed. Unable to breathe.

The Drowned Folk closed. Hand-to-hand underwater; no arrows and fewer spells would work. They swam towards him. And the Minotaur Prince? His eyes slowly turned red.

-

Blood turned the waters crimson where The Passing Shadow had sunk. After three minutes, a form surfaced.

Prince Khedal. His head broke the waves and he inhaled. He looked aroundsaw another ship passing by. The Minotaur swam towards it with one arm. He drove the axe he was carrying in his other hand into the side of the shipand then drew the other one. He began to climb onto the ship.

Blood and water ran from his armor as the Drowned Crews saw the Minotaur coming over the side. Khedals eyes were red with rage. But he was calming down.

Worthless tricks.

He pulled himself over the railing and stood up. The [Depth Captain] drew her sword. Khedal threw one of his axes through her head and strode forwards.

Behind him, The Passing Shadow surfaced. The waters were still red with blood. Therrium gazed at the body parts of his crew that ran across the deck. He looked around.

Keep away from that Minotaur.Get me those damn swords!

-

Boarding from the port! [Storm Sailors]!

The battle on board The Emerald Signet was a wild melee. Wil saw figures fighting around all sides of the ship. The students and Captain Lasc and his crew had formed a desperate circle around the chest. And their ship was being assaulted from all sides.

By order of Admiral Seagrass, surrender!

A [Storm Captain] strode over the decks. His [Storm Sailors] charged a group of Drowned Folk who snarledanother Octopus-type spat ink into the faces of the [Storm Sailors] before a crossbow bolt took her down.

Inky was standing next to Wil, aiming Delivans crossbow; the [First Mate] was desperately trying to steer the ship out of danger. Merrik and Peki were defending the Helm. But the ships kept coming.

We cant get away. Wil

Yerranola was shouting as she thrust back a pair of [Storm Sailors]. They stabbed herthe Selphid buried her hatchet in one head, ignoring the blades in her chest. Wil pointed his wand, blew the other [Sailor] off her.

It was a hopeless battle. All he could think was that they had to abandon the chest. But even that was

Difficult. There was nowhere to run and the chest itself was being guarded. Fetohep stood in front of it, calmly looking around. An enemy [Storm Sailor] stumbled through Captain Lascs defenders. He looked up.

Thief.

The undead [King] swung a blade made of sand. Sandbut it cut through the [Storm Sailor]s face. Fetohep calmly blocked two more [Depth Sailors] slashing at him. The ruler of Khelt turned, and his blade cut both down, finding holes in their guard.

He was a [Warrior]. And a good one! Even the other high-level [Warriors] were avoiding him. AndFetohep looked amused.

In this battle, there was no amusement in Wils heart. Just thundering adrenaline. But Fetohep wasnt the only one.

Hail to Lord Seagrass!

A form swung across the air. The [Storm Captain] cutting towards Lasc turned. Just in time for Rasea to shear the top of his head off. The [Storm Sailors] cried out as Rasea the Shining landed among them with four members of her crew. They diced the invaders in a blur. Then they pointed at Wils group.

Oh dead gods. Here they come

Yerra turned. She charged one of the four [Pirates]. Captain Lasc punched at another.

Ill take that one! Inkythe other! Wil, Feshi, cover us!

Venaz cut with his battleaxe at the Drake with a cutlass. Wil aimed his wand as Feshi shot an arrow. The four [Pirates] slid across the deck. One was dueling Lascanother cut Yerra straight down her body.

Ah! Dead gods! They got my inner body!

The Selphid shouted. She kicked and the Gnoll went flying.

Rampaging!

She roared as she charged forwards. Captain Rasea was laughing. She was dueling Fetohep himself. The [King]s eyes flashed as he parried her enchanted blade, but his hardened sand-sword was breaking with each clash. Rasea speared him through the chest.

Well done, mortal. Your name?

Rasea Zecrew. Your Majesty.

She swept him a bow. Then beheaded the apparition. The sand-Fetohep collapsed.

Rasea reached for one of the Swords of Serept. A glowing, blue blade. Then she flicked her hand up.

Fetoheps reaching hand missed hers by an inch. Rasea winked.

Thought so. What a pain

The ruler of Khelt rose out of the ground again. He had reshaped himself out of the magical sand. Rasea grinned. She saluted him.

Back up, lads! We need a full crew to grab that damn box!

Her four [Pirates] and Rasea leapt backwards as more [Storm Sailors] flanked them from the left at Wils direction. None of them had fallenand Venaz was bleeding. He cursed.

Theyre high-level. We cant hold them off!

Crew of the Illuminary. On me.

Captain Rasea stood at the railing. And Wil saw sixteen more shapes swinging onto the deck. His heart sank.

Step aside, Lord Kallinad and you lot. Be a shame to cut your adventure short today.

Raseas eyes glinted. Wil raised his sword and wand.

Captain Rasea

Thwoom. The ship shook. Wil and the [Pirates] whirled. Three Storm Ships had docked.

For Lord Seagrass!

Hundreds of [Sailors] poured over the railings. Rasea grimaced.

Well, well. Merchant Seagrass brought his trading fleet. Back up!

Another impact. Two Drowned Vessels. Therrium strode onto the deck, eyes blazing.

Get. Me. Those. Swords!

The Drowned Crews and [Sailors] hit each other in a melee. Rasea looked towards Wil and Captain Lascs crew, a shrinking knot in the center of the fighting. She eyed Fetohep, defending his treasure. Her eyesslowly passed over the diamond swords.

Capn? Are we going in?

The Oldblood Drake hacked apart a Drowned Woman. Rasea looked at her crew. A Centaur with a pair of crossbows calmly shot two [Sailors]. The Illuminarys crew was waiting.

Huh. You know, lads. I just had a thought.

The [Pirates] groaned and grinned. Captain Rasea eyed the diamond swords.

Back to the ship. Now!

They dove over the railings, taking themselves out of the fight. Rasea swam like a fish towards her ship; she grabbed the line and was flung onto the deck.

Captain? Too hairy for you?

The Gnoll [Helmsman] laughed in disbelief. Rasea just grinned in reply. She pointed.

Take us out of the melee. Get me to the Bloodtears ships. Over there!

They were sinking two Drowned Vessels; giant holes had been taken out of the Drowned Vessels and the crews were swimming to other friendly ships. The Bloodtear Pirate group, eight ships in total was pulling back.

Seagrass navy was on the advance. And the Undersea Crews and [Pirates] were still outnumbered by them. It was Prince Khedal and the Minotaurs who were taking on the ships on The Emerald Signets starboard side. They cut through the [Sailors]. And only Therrium and the other Drowned Folk were keeping the battle equal on The Emerald Signet.

The Illuminary shot towards the Bloodtear Pirates ship. They saw the famed [Pirate] ship coming and the Bloodtear Pirates began aiming spells.

Hey! Hold!

Captain Rasea bellowed. Her ballistae were aiming at the lead ship. But she hadnt fired. Yet.

The Captain of the Bloodtear Pirates hesitated. He met the shining gaze of the woman and held up a hand.

No one attack! Yet.

Rasea strode up the gangplank. She wasted no time.

Hey, Bloodtears Lot. I had a thought. Were all going after that damn treasure. But the way its looking, only one of us is going to get it. And theres a treasure worth more than even the Swords of Serept or whatever. Waiting to be claimed.

A bigger treasure? Which is?

The Bloodtear Captain looked incredulous. For an answer, Rasea pointed. The Bloodtear Crew turned their heads. And Rasea the Shining grinned.

Lord Seagrass command ship floated in the middle of his navy. The Bloodtear Captain looked at Rasea. And her eyes blazed.

Merchant Seagrass himself. Why are we wasting time on swords? You with me? If you arespread the word.

The Bloodtear Pirates looked at each other. And then they grinned.

-

The navy of ships began turning. [Pirate] vessels and Drowned Ships broke away from The Emerald Signet. Wil didnt know why at first.

Nor did the others. Lord Seagrass turned his head, spotting the ships moving in concert. Thirty in total, Undersea Crews, [Pirates]but they werent fighting each other.

What are they doing?

His eyes narrowed. But then he saw. The ships were turning. Coming his way. The [Stormlord] saw a glowing ship leading the charge.

Admiral Seagrass! The Illuminary is coming about!

Send forward all ships!

The [Stormlord Captain] bellowed. But the Illuminary was shooting across the waters. It surged past a group of Storm Ships. And Rasea was standing at the helm of her ship. Her eyes shone.

Lads, today we topple the tyrant of the seas. Merchant Seagrass, Ive been waiting to meet you! With me!

She grabbed hold of the rope. The boom snapped. And Rasea flew.

Shes insane.

One of the Bloodtear Pirates remarked. The others nodded as they saw Rasea let go of the rope and fly through the air with her crew.

Eight landed on the deck, scattering [Storm Sailors]. Lord Seagrass stared as Rasea the Shining pulled her hat out of her bag of holding. His warship was the largest ship on the sea bar none. Hundreds of [Storm Sailors] for each of the [Pirates]. But more [Pirate] and Drowned Ships were sailing on his ship.

Rasea Zecrew. Todays the last time you haunt my trading lines.

The [Stormlord Captain] slowly drew a sword with a green-grey blade. The [Pirate Captain] drew her shining blade.

Ah, Merchant Seagrass. If youve the gutscome and take my head! Ill wear your hat. Boysget ready. Strobe pattern.

The glowing Anglerfish side of her body began to light up, flashing bright, disconcerting patterns of light, blinding everyone but her crew who kept their backs to their [Captain]. They advanced, fighting.

-

The knot of Lascs crew was shrinking. Inky was lying against the chest. Someone had cut off part of her tentacle-leg.

Itll grow backjustjustwatch your backs!

The [Storm Sailor] cocked the crossbow and shot. Venaz whirled. He brought his axe down and cleaved open a head.

Were lost. We have to retreat. Take another vessel. Wil, whats our plan?

We go with the [Storm Sailors]. Or we fight with Prince Khedal. Either waywe abandon the treasure.

Wil looked at King Fetohep. The [King] stood next to the shining swords. He looked at Wil Kallinad.

Lord Kallinad. We can still make it out.

Captain Lasc was clutching at his side. He looked at Wil, wide-eyed with battles fury. Wil stared at him.

How? There are too many ships! The Emerald Signet cant outrun them, let alone

We wont have to. Lord Kallinad. By your order, Ill use my Skill. A [Storm Captain]s first and last Skill. Its an act of desperation. It could sink us all. But if you want to fight

He bared his teeth. Wil looked at his friends. A [Storm Captain]s? Inky looked alarmed. But all eyes fell on Wil.

Its your choice. If theres a chanceI say take it.

Venaz lifted his crimson axe. Feshi hesitated.

Wiltheres such a thing as a battle you dont have to win at any cost. The Professor taught us that.

Yeah. But

Yerranola glanced at the swords. She saw Peki kicking people off the command deck, Merrik smashing an enemy [Captain]s foot into the deck. The Selphid turned to Wil.

I dont want you to die, Wil. But whatever you decide

The [Lord] closed his eyes. He didnt know. Too many lives were in his hands. But so much blood had been shed already, for this treasure. He looked to the figure standing there.

King Fetohep. What would you say? Is your treasure worth all this?

He gestured around at the fighting groups, almost ignoring the treasure as they tore each other apart. And the ruler of Kheltsmiled. He spoke, as Wil saw the Undersea Crews pushing back the [Storm Sailors]. The Storm Ships were retreating; covering Admiral Seagrass whose ship was under attack from all sides.

Show me your resolve, son of House Kallinad. Or do you think my blades are so easily won? Risk everything for them. Or leave them and I will take my treasure.

He flicked his sand-sword up. And Wil saw his flaming eyes glinting in amusement. The [Lord] felt a chill.

He knew this would happen. He had known from the beginning. Thiswas this all the undead [King]s amusement? OrWils eyes snapped open. And he thought of the Professor.

Was it a test? He met Fetoheps gaze. And turned his head.

Captain Lasc? Use your Skill. Everyonethis is it. King Fetohep? I hope these blades are worth it. On me! [Stoneskin Formation]. We have three minutes.

The crew spread out around the chest. Their skin deflected bladesfor three minutes. Captain Lasc closed his eyes and raised his hand to the sky. Wil didnt hear what he said. He turned.

A single force was advancing along the deck. Drowned Folk. And at their headCaptain Therrium. Prince Khedals warship was engulfed on all sides; there was no one coming to help. The Drowned Man looked at Wil.

Lord Kallinad. My crews have paid a heavy toll. Theres no second chance. Twould have been better if youd given over the blades to begin with.

Captain Therrium. Were the Titans students. We make our second chances. If you want to lose morecome and get them.

Wil felt relaxed. Venaz grinned as he hefted his axe. The [Depth Captain] sighed. He raised his sword. And glanced up.

Clouds were racing over the skies. He looked at Captain Lasc as the [Storm Captain] sighed.

You fool. Summon as many storms as you like. Well be done with this ship and it will be sunk before it arrives.

Perhaps. But if you take too long, this [Storm Captain] will brave it. Come on, Drowned Man. Take my treasure off my ship. I dare you.

Captain Lasc strode forwards. Wil edged to the side. It was time. He saw Fetohep smiling. He just needed

A distraction. Captain Lasc and Therrium were striding towards each other as Merrik and Peki jumped over the deck. The Drowned Crew outnumbered the waning [Storm Sailors]. And a shadow fell overall of them.

Water hit the decks. The Undersea Crews, Captain Lascs [Sailors]and the students gazed up as something made a sound. A hissing roar.

A wall of flesh and scales. A serpents head. Gigantic. The Sea Serpent rose, as high as the masts. And standing on top of it was a very angry man.

This investment has cost me. But I will have those swords. Now.

Admiral Seagrass landed on the decks. Therrium and Lasc looked at each other. They turned to face the [Stormlord Captain]. A second Sea Serpent and a Nelgaunts head rose out of the surf. The sea monsters regarded the deck full offood.

He owns sea serpents?

Yerranola whispered. Captain Therrium bared his teeth. In the distanceLord Seagrass warship was on fire. But the Admiral was on deck. He glanced up at the sky.

Some idiot summoned a storm? Surrender. All of you. And Ill let you live.

The Sea Serpent hissed. Captain Lasc and Therrium gave each other another look.

I take no orders from landmen.

And I dont sail under your command.

So be it.

Lord Seagrass drew his blade. The two [Captains] leapt forwards. The Sea Serpents hit the decks, biting [Sailors] in half, but the Drowned Folk were already leaping for the railings. They attacked the gigantic monsters from the water.

Kill them! Take the swords!

Therrium bellowed. Seagrass pointed as he deflected the two swords in a duel.

[Pride of the Waves]. Get me my blades.

The [Storm Sailors] pushed back, suddenly fighting twice as viciously. Both sides hit Lascs crew and the students. They fought, desperately. Andfell back. Back, towards the mast, the treasure chest.

This was it. Wil saw the waves of enemies incoming. He looked at Fetohep. And he could have sworn he saw the undead kings left eye flash at him.

Choose, Lord Kallinad.

Wil nodded. He closed his eyes. And then he reached down and picked something up.

Inkys head turned as she reloaded Delivans crossbow. She saw the [Lord] holding a transparent blade that glittered in the fading light as rain began to fall. A magical sword.

A relic. Wil held the Diamond Sword of Serept aloft. The fighting crews looked at him. And Wil understood.

Blades are meant to be used.

Just so.

Fetohep nodded, pleased. Wil took a breath. He felt the blade humming in his hands. He saw Admiral Seagrass turning as Lasc staggered backwards, cut. The Illuminary was sailing at his ship and more.

Rain was falling. The waves were growing choppy as heavy winds began blowing. A storm was coming. And Wil held the blade.

Green diamond. A greatsword. Yet it was light. He marveled at the power rushing through his hands. And thenWil turned.

Venaz.

He tossed the sword. Every head turned. The Minotaur whirled. He dropped his axe, saw the sword curving towards him. And he grabbed the hilt.

Wil?

Stunned, the Minotaur looked at the [Lord]. Then his eyes focused on the blade.

He has the damn sword! Get it!

A [Depth Pirate] shouted. She lunged. Venaz whirled. And his form blurred.

The [War Strategist] turned. And the greatsword whirled through the air. Fast. As if he were under a [Haste] spell. He slasheda Bloodtear Pirate looked down at her sundered blade and the deep cut in her chest.

The Minotaur brought the blade down. So fast Wil didnt even see the arc. The greatsword cleaved through armor and blades. The Minotaur slashed left and rightthe [Depth Sailors] and [Storm Sailors] fell back, crying out.

The Windblade of Serpisel.

Fetohep of Khelt smiled. Venaz swung the sword and cleared the deck around him. Wil heard a bellow in the distance.

Prince Khedal was raising his axes. Roaring in delight and surprise. The Minotaur crews bellowed as Venaz held up the blade. And the enemy crews fell back in disarray.

All but Lord Seagrass. His eyes narrowed.

Stop that [Lord]!

He pointed a finger. Crossbows snapped, but Fetohep calmly cut the bolts down as Wil ducked behind the chest. And he was reaching for another sword.

The second blade was clear diamond. It had an odd hilt, with three reflective leaves. Wil rose with it as a [Storm Sailor] charged him. He raised the sword and the man stumbled back. Wil slashedbut the blade didnt speed him up. The [Storm Sailor] ducked left, grinning.

He was fast. He lanced out and caught Wil in the shoulder. The enchanted leather peeled away as the [Storm Sailor] cut Wil shallowly. The [Lord] cried out. His friends were engaged, even Venaz. He saw the Minotaur turn and blur towards him. But the [Storm Sailor] was right there. He raised his blade as Fetohep watched.

And Wil stabbed him through the side. The [Storm Sailor] turned. He looked at Wil. And thendown at Wil, trying to shield himself with the sword.

The glowing sword. And a third Wil Kallinad raised his sword. He thrustthe [Storm Sailor] staggered back. He looked at the three Terandrian [Lords]. Down at the two holes in his body. They werentillusions.

Thats not fair.

He murmured and collapsed. Wil Kallinad, shaking, saw another Wil staring wide-eyed at him. And on his rightanother Wil. All three looked at each other; mirrored perfectly but for the cut on one of the Wils shoulders. Then they turned to Fetohep.

Threefold Mirrorblade. A pity. I would have given that to young Atwood.

The ruler of Khelt looked highly amused. Wil saw the crew charging forwards, trying to get to the chest. Through three pairs of eyes. All at once.

The image should have unsettled him. Buthe heard sounds, tripled. And three minds could process it. The other two Wils looked at each other.

Take the left side. Ill take the right.

One Wil spoke. The other fake-Wil nodded. He raised a hand, concentrated.

I cant use any Skills. But I can see

Thinkwait. My gear?

All three pulled out a magical wand and stared at it. Thenall three aimed. Three enemy [Depth Sailors] went tumbling down with holes in their chests. Astonished, the [Lords] looked at Fetohep.

Lesser artifacts.

The [King] looked pleased at their expressions. Two Wils plunged forwards, into the fighting. Yerranola stared at a second Wil who cleaved into a [Storm Sailor]s shoulder. He ducked a bladethe other Wil had seen it coming.

A [Depth Sailor] planted a sword in Wils stomach. All three [Lords] cried out. But the illusory-Wil just blinked. Then he stabbed the woman in her chest. Yerranola looked at Wil.

Wil?

Didnt hurt. Is that how it feels, Yerra?

The Selphids mouth dropped open. The fake-Wil grinned. And advanced, fearless. The tide was turning as Venaz whirled, fast, putting his entire weight behind the swings of his enchanted blade. He was pressing Lord Seagrass back; the [Stormlord] was wary of the enchanted blade, and Venaz reach.

-

Tulm the Mithril stared into the scrying orb. He turned to Xol.

I want that one.

I as well. If desire were deed.

The War Walker nodded slowly. He didnt take his eyes off the battle reflected in the scrying orb. And even Tulm the Mithril was gazing at the blade Wil held.

Envious.

Relics. Everyone was fighting twice as hard to get to the blades. But Venaz, the two illusory Wilsand the final blade. The entire world watched as Lord Kallinad reached into the chest.

-

The last blade. Wil stared at them. There was a red scimitar, a yellow single-sided blade, the black dagger, a blue

Which one?

Fetohep was watching as the other two Wils fought.

Just pick a damn color!

Merrik roared. Wil looked around. Venaz stumbled backwardsLord Seagrass had nicked him with his blade.

Idiot. You dont deserve that sword.

He reached for the greatsword as Venaz swore; he had grown pale as Seagrass enchanted sword had cut him. The Minotaur rolled as a Wil charged forwards.

Seagr

The [Lord] beheaded the artificial Wil. The real Wil recoiled; and he saw one of the leaves grow dark as his clone vanished. Did it have to recharge? But Venaz was running back and Admiral Seagrass was staring at Wil.

Give me the third blade, boy.

Throw it here and my crew will give you passage!

Therrium ordered. One of the Sea Serpents was screaming as Drowned Sailors clung to it. It dove, escaping the fighting. Wil reached into the chest, fumbling, as both [Captains] approached. He saw a flash of light off the portside bow. But one of the swords rose in his hand. He turned.

And shouted.

Yerranola, catch!

He threw the black daggerit had been chance that guided his hand. Yerranola whirled. Her eyes went round.

Me? But

The dagger clattered onto the deck. The Selphid had missed. She ran at it as everyone shouted. She doveand a foot kicked her away.

Aha! Mine!

Captain Rasea Zecrew crowed. She grinned; shed swung off her ship again! She reached downand a fake Wil tackled her. The [Pirate Captain] cursed. She stabbed Wil through the chest multiple times and he vanished.

Get the sword!

Inky dove for the blade. A dozen hands yanked her off. Wil saw the blade skittering across the deck, slicing a few feetwhere was it?

Someone grabbed the blade. And held it aloft. The fighting deck stared at the black dagger, held aloft. And at the furry paw.

Feshi met Wils eyes with her wide, brown ones. The black dagger flashed.

Ah. That would be the Sarcophagus Dagger of

A figure rose out of the decks. Noit stepped out of Feshis shadow. Out of the blade itself. Wil saw glowing eyes. A skeletal figure.

In facta skeleton. Wearing faded armor. The figure was dressed like some ancient warrior of old. And itnoshespoke.

Protect Khelts chosen.

She held a glaive. And she swung it around. Two of Seagrass [Storm Sailors] fell down, screaming as the frozen blade cut them, turning their skin black with frostbite.

A second shadow stepped out of the blade. This time a skeletal [Archer].

Serve eternal.

It loosed an arrow through a Drowned Mans chest and into another figure standing behind him. Feshi stared around, terrified.

What is

Ancient Kheltian protectors. The Sarcophagus Dagger of Devi. A good tool for a [Strategist]. Let the champions of Khelt fight. They will rise eternal. Now, we have made our bargain. Return the rest of my blades, Wil Kallinad. And you and your comrades shall possess these blades until you die.

Fetoheps eyes glittered. Feshi looked around, horrified.

No. I do not want this. Necromancy

The Gnoll staggered back from the undead, staring at them. But more were rising. Fighting. And Lord Seagrass pointed.

Claim the chest!

He advanced on Feshi as the undead servants of Khelt formed a wall. They were goodbut the admiral was hacking them apart. Their shadows returned to the dagger as Feshi fled.

Protect the chest!

The last remaining Wil ordered. The real Wil stood. And his friends placed themselves in a circle around the box. Merrik grumbled at Fetohep.

Mind loaning me a blade?

No. They have been given to their owners. Fate has chosen.

The storm was whipping the deck. Sailors slid back and forth as The Emerald Signet began to rock. Therrium was cursing. He looked at Wil.

You could have been saved.

Indeed.

Seagrass from one side, Therrium from the other. Lasc blocked Therrium. And Rasea slid forwards.

You cant get away, Seagrass!

Damn you, you idiot!

The admiral cursed as Rasea leapt at him. Wil looked left and right. He saw ships being blown by the storm. It was getting worse and worse.

Its time! Delivan! Take us into the storm!

The [First Mate], unnoticed at the helm, spun the wheel. The boom movedeveryone ducked. Peki and Merrik charged left as Therrium backed up. Venaz was hacking at the Drowned Crew and they were afraid of the Minotaur with the enchanted blade.

And Feshis undead. The Gnoll, looking terrified, but resolute, pointed the dagger and Khelts elite undead charged, forcing the Drowned Crews back. But that left

Yerra, and Wil. Rasea was battling Admiral Seagrass, but he was pressing her back. He tore left as Wil and Yerranola attacked the remaining enemy [Storm Sailors]. The last Wil went down as they hacked him apart. But the real Wil was unharmed but for a few cuts. And his Mirrorblade could still cleave flesh and metal.

Push them off the decks! We can do this!

Wil raised his sword. He saw the Drowned Crews falling back in disarray. The Emerald Signet was sailing into an oblivion of rain. It hammered the decks. And the storm was blowing the ship forwards.

Admiral! We cant stay in the storm! We have to

A [Storm Sailor] broke off as Seagrass snarled. He slashed at Rasea and she staggered as the energy-sapping blade cut her. He looked at Yerranola and Wil.

Sword or not, you cant defeat me. Give up.

He warned the Selphid and Wil. The two [Strategists] looked at each other. They glanced at Fetohep. The [King] waved a hand.

I have given you enough aid.

Damn. Wil saw Seagrass advancing. He saw a Sea Serpent rising behind the [Stormlord Captain]. Seagrass gestured. The Sea Serpent reared back.

And a shape exploded out of the depths. It yanked the Sea Serpent down. The surprised monster screamed once. As something larger ate it.

Seagrass paused. He was still pointing. He turned his head. Wil froze. He saw the waves move. And in the distanceone of the Storm Ships making for The Emerald Signet exploded.

A shape burst out of the waves. It snapped the frigate in half. Wil saw the entire ship crash into the waves. And he saw the waters break as another ship disappeared. It was

The Kraken?

Yerranola whispered. No. It wasa whale. Wil saw a gigantic head. Andteeth. The Tearwhale surfaced, and snapped a [Pirate] boat in half.

Tearwhale pod! Theyre in a feeding frenzy!

A [Storm Captain] turned his ship. Captain Rasea leapt to her feet.

Evasive! Damn! Stop attacking my ship!

Damn them! Damn you all! Back to the ship! Dive! Get out of range!

Therrium howled. His crew flooded back to his ship. Captain Seagrass stared at the frenzy in the waters as the whale tore apart one of his pet Sea Serpents. A massive shape surfaced and Wil saw a frenzied eye. Biting jawshe shielded his face as the Tearwhale crashed back into the sea.

Get out of here!

Even Rasea was running for her ship as a whale hit it from below. But Admiral Seagrass? He turned back, blade poised. And a figure charged him. He swung his sword. And beheaded Yerranola.

Yerra!

Wil shouted in horror. But the Selphids body kept moving. She tackled Seagrass. And he stared at the headless Selphid. Too latehe put the sword through her chest. But he missed her. And she rushed him towards the railing.

Get lost!

The [Stormlord Captain] went over the railing. Yerranola raised her arms. Wil saw something orange peeking through her decapitated neck. She turned as the [Storm Sailors] looked after their leader and then dove over the sides.

Selphids rule! Did you see that, Wil? I did it!

A tiny voice was coming from her inner body. Wil stared as the headless body held up a hand to high-five. He weakly slapped her hand.

Did Yerra just throw Lord Seagrass off the ship?

Inky was leaning on Venaz as the Minotaur dragged her over. Wil looked around.

Peki was lying on the deck as Merrik flopped down. Feshi was backing up from the obedient undead who were following her. Delivan was leaning on the helm as Captain Lasc clutched at his side. [Storm Sailors] were looking around for the enemy.

But there were none left. The storm engulfed the ships. And the Tearwhales

Wil felt an impact that threw him to the deck. All the ships were fleeing. And the predators of the deeps were hungry.

Take us out of here! Were sailing into the storm!

Captain Lasc seized the wheel. Wil Kallinad saw Fetohep studying the whales. The ruler addressed Wil.

If they eat the swords, I shall be displeased. But I have been entertained enough. Bring my swords at all haste, Wil Kallinad. You have proven you were worthy of wielding them. For now. Do not ever be less.

He vanished. The sand fell to the ground. Wil, disbelieving, looked around.

Sail into the heart of the storm! Were still being followed!

Lasc overrode Delivans objections. He pointed back. Wil saw two ships swirling, refusing to give up the chase as the whales battered them.

The Illuminary and The Passing Shadow. Seagrass was lost to the waves, possibly dead, but probably not. The Storm Ships were in disarray. Even the [Pirates] and other Undersea Crews had had enough.

But the other two ships? They were coming at The Emerald Signet. Therrium had blood in his eyes. And Rasea was laughing as she dodged a whale.

As The Emerald Signet sailed forwards, Wil saw a ship block the two coming at them. He saw a warship, a horned head.

Prince Khedal had a deep cut down one cheek. And his armor was damaged around his side. His Minotaurs were wounded. Depleted in number. But the Prince looked at Wil. He clasped one fist to his chest as he looked at Venaz.

We will buy you time. Sail on, Lord Kallinad. And Venaz of Hammeradyou are the pride of the House of Minos. You must not die.

He raised a hand as his ship intercepted both [Pirates]. Wil shouted after him. But Prince Khedal didnt look back. They disappeared as the rain shrouded the world. Venaz stared at the Prince of Minotaurs. And the sword he held. He started.

Prince Khedal will not die. He is second only to our King. And I

He held up the sword. Wonderingly, he looked at Wil.

You gave me the blade.

I guess Im not trading it for favors. You can pay me back later.

Wil weakly grinned. Venaz looked at him, and then reached out and hugged Wil, one-armed.

I will pay you back. Somehow.

II have it? It was meant for Yerra. I

Feshi had managed to make the undead go back into the dagger. She held it out. But Yerra stepped back.

You got it first, Feshi. And you heard what Fetohep said. It might be cursed.

The students looked at each other. They might have said anything, or everything. They were alive, against all odds. And at that momentLasc shouted.

All hands on deck! Move! I need all hands!

The students jerked. Inky was trying to move, with her severed tentacle-leg. She pointed.

We dont have enough hands! We need your help! Ill show you what to do!

The students saw her pointing. The sails were in danger with the rain coming down. There were holes in the hull. And only a few [Sailors] were left. Venaz raced forwards, using the speed-enchantment of his blade. Wil saw one of the mirrors on his blade recharging and a second Wil ran to help patch the holes. Feshi, grimacing, pointed her blade and one of the undead appeared and began to scale the masts.

The ship entered the storm.

-

An Ending. A Port, a Final Chase

That was how the battle ended. Not with capture, the loss of the treasure. But a storm. The storm Lasc had called.

And it was a terrible storm. A storm at sea; a [Storm Captain]s first and last Skill of resort. Even in dire straits, they feared to use it.

Because the storm obeyed no one. And it could crack even a ship like The Emerald Signet in a moment.

Wil and the crew fought through the storm, securing the deck, patching holes in the hull. He watched his alter-self thrown off the deck and experienced the darkness of the sea until the fragment of him vanished.

Captain Lasc bellowed orders. He was navigating the ship, somehow finding a course. The waves grew higher. Wil saw one rise over the ship; it would have destroyed the mast had the sail still been attached. It smashed the deck.

A [Storm Sailor] was blown over the sides. No one was able to find them in the surf. The students and most of the crew sheltered belowdecks as water ran below. They bailed, desperately, running up and taking cover from waves.

Only Captain Lasc stayed at the helm, refusing to budge. The waves shook his ship. But the [Storm Captain] screamed defiance and sailed through wave after wave.

Wil didnt know how much time passed. Hours. Thendays. The battering of the storm became background noise. He didnt know where they wereif they were nearing the edge of the storm.

But they were still being chased. Twice, Wil saw the two ships. The Passing Shadow surfaced and Lasc took them into the storm rather than fight.

Yet, the Illuminary was the more deadly foe. It broke through the waves, a beacon in the darkness. Wil saw Lasc turning his ship. It was hot on their tail.

Captain!

One last ploy. One bit of strategy. Wil saw Rasea, a glowing figure on her shining ship. He thought he heard her laugh as she shot after his ship. Captain Zecrew shot forwards as a massive wave engulfed The Emerald Signet. Wil shouted.

Now!

Captain Lasc turned the ship. It stoppedthe crew extinguished all the lights. Wil saw the Illuminary shoot over a wave.

Rasea was at the helm of her ship, staring ahead. She was laughing as the wind whipped at her hat and clothing. She shot forwards, chasing The Emerald Signet. She never saw the hiding ship as the waves rolled up, obscuring everything.

I hope I never meet her again.

Yerranola had found a new body. She shuddered as the Illuminary became a distant glow in the waters, surging forwards. Merrik stared after Rasea.

Ah, but I like her. Shame she keeps trying to kill us.

They lost the Illuminary. Therriums ship? They saw and lost and saw it again. But the storm was their foe. Lasc traded places with Delivan, and then Inky, as they lashed themselves to the helm. Andslowlythey broke clear of the storm.

The rains lessened. The waves stopped throwing the boat. Wil didnt know when it happened. But one day he woke, and the heaving was gone. He stumbled up abovedecks and saw a blue sky.

Sky!

Peki was laughing and flying overhead. The crew cheered. Captain Lasc, panting, looked around.

If any of you were [Sailors]youd be [Storm Sailors], Lord Kallinad. After that? After that battle?

Weve all leveled. Thats prize enough, Captain Lasc. What now?

Wil had the Mirrorblade sheathed at his side. Venaz had constructed a harness for it on his back for his greatsword; he only moved like a blur when he was holding it, though. A small flaw in a miraculous artifact. Even Feshi acknowledged the power of her sword. But she candidly feared what her clan would say.

Yetthey were not done yet. Lasc looked around. And he calculated their position.

Were in range of a port. Well make for it at once. Fortune favors us. Were close to the exact spot youd want us to be, Lord Kallinad.

Really? Where?

The [Storm Captain] smiled wearily. He pointed in the distance, and far, so far Wil could barely see it, something broke the horizon.

The Walled City of Zeres. Once we reach itwell be safe. The Drakes are as secure as The House of Minos.

Almost.

Venaz had to be contrary. But the sails rose and The Emerald Signet shot forwards. The wind was at their backs. Wil was staring as, in the distance, he saw land. And a tallcity. It was curved around the mouth of the harbor, the walls massive.

A Walled City. Zeres, the City of Waves. And from theremy clan. Izril.

Feshi murmured. Wil nodded. He had only been to First Landing. Izril. He inhaled, breathing in the salt air. Nearly done. The adventure was nearly

The Passing Shadow surfaced behind The Emerald Signet. Every head turned. Merrik groaned.

Its him.

Captain Therrium stood at the prow. His face was thunderous. He pointed as his ship gave one final chase.

Drop everything. Drop the anchors. Drop the food! All we have to do is reach the harbor!

Captain Lasc roared. His ship sped ahead. But it was battered. And the Drowned Ship waskeeping pace. It was throwing spells as the two ships raced towards Zeres. Wil stood at the prow, looking back.

In the distance, the Walled City was waiting. Wil saw a distant fleet of ships moving in and out of the harbor. He looked backwards. Therrium was pacing up and down the deck. His ship was beginning to gain.

What if Peki throws an artificial Wil at Therrium? We can waste them. No offense, Wil.

None taken.

Peki tried. But even the fake Wils were heavy and a hail of attacks came up from the enemy ship and nearly blasted her out of the sky. Therrium pointed at Wil.

My swords.

Wil looked back. His friends lined up near the railing.

Time for one final clash. Wish I had one of those swords. But my hammer will do good enough. Lets show this Drowned Man what the Titans students can do!

Merrik roared. Peki landed next to him. Venaz drew his blade and his eyes gleamed.

We won our treasure. And I have a debt to pay.

None of you die now!

Yerranola warned the others. Feshi sighed as she summoned more of Khelts warriors. The two ships began to close. And Wil saw a flash in the distance.

Zeres towers lit up. And the Walled City shot something into the distance. Captain Therrium looked up with the others. He ran for the helm.

A ball of magic hit the water next to his ship. It exploded like Lascs [Depth Explosion] but twice as big. The Drowned Ship rocked. Wil saw a bolt of lightning arc through the sky and hit the sea.

Zeres is attacking! Look! The navys coming! They know its us!

Delivan was dancing and shouting; Drake ships were storming out of the bay. Wil saw distant crews of Drakes rowing against the wind. Magnificent Drake warships as their Walled City launched more spells.

Damn you landfolk! Damn your Drakes! Damn your Walled Cities!

Captain Therrium was shaking with rage. He saw the Drake armada coming at him.

Captain. We cant fight that.

His [First Mate] was regrowing her lost limbs. The [Depth Captain] stared in despair at the distant ship. His was still pursuing. But

It was over. Wil and the others were laughing. Cheering the Drakes. Yerra was yanking at them.

Come on! Get below! Lets get down before that Therrium launches a spell at our rears! Itd be like him!

The [Depth Captain] was fuming. He saw Wil laughing, Merrik hugging Peki, and FeshiVenaz raising his greatsword over his head. He bowed his own head.

Weve lost the treasure. All of it.

His crew looked at him. The Depth Captain turned. Hed never hear the end of it. Buthe had one last thing. No victory.

Just vengeance.

Glisal. Aim for that [Lord]. Kill him.

He spoke to the half-Blowfish [Venom Archer]. She looked at Therriums face. Silently, she spat the deadly venom onto one arrow. She sighted. The Passing Shadow pursued for a second longer.

A bowstring twanged. Therrium turned the ship. It sank under the waves.

A single arrow flew, curving through the air.

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We did it. What do we do?

Go to Feshis clan? Deliver the swords? We have to get to Chandrar! We promised Fetohep, didnt we? Dead gods! Another sea adventure? Can we hire a Courier to deliver the swords?

Lets just get to harbor. Well sort the rest out later. I hope House Kallinad can pay Lasc for his ship!

The students were celebrating. Merrik kept slapping Wiland since he was short, some of the slaps were more on the lower back and buttocks. But everyone was laughing. Venaz was nodding.

ThisI have to repay you, Wil. The swords are bound to us.

He gestured to the greatsword. Feshi stared at hers. Peki eyed it.

Can I fight the undead?

I dont know. I meanyes, Peki. But I dont know. The undead? My people hate the undead. Ever since the Necromancer slew the Great Chieftain, Kerashit may be trouble, no?

Well deal with it, Feshi. Maybe Fetohep will allow us to trade blades? Lets just

The arrow fell. Curving with the power of a Skill, towards Wils back. Yerranola laughed.

I just wish Id picked up the blade. I just never thought

She looked up. Saw the flicker in the sky. Without a word, Yerranola shoved Wil.

He hit the deck hard. He saw her shielding him, arms outstretched.

What? Yerra, why did?

Venaz blinked. He saw Yerranola stumble. A black arrow shaft was sticking out of her chest.

Yerranola!

Merrik shouted. Pekis head whipped around.

Arrows! Take cover!

The others looked around. But The Passing Shadow was gone. Yerranola lay on the deck. Wil scrambled to his feet. He ran to Yerranola.

Yerra? Speak to me! Are you alright?

This couldnt be happening. Not now. Not after so much. Not after their adventure hadhe saw the Selphid raising her head. Grinning, weakly.

Im okay. I just got scratched! Dead body, remember? Im alright. I just

She was smiling. Laughing. Her expression froze. Her head fell back. Wil reached for her.

Yerranola?

The Selphid was silent. Wil shook her.

He waited. But the dead face didnt move.

Yerra?

Authors Notes: This was an interlude. An adventure. With ups and downs. Miracles and tragedy.

It had a lot of words. I worked hard on it; it is a different, more contained story. And it is not over.

But for now, well return to other chapters. Well find out what happens nextlater. Hope you enjoyed; I will try to write less next chapter. But you know me and promises.

For art this time, we have LeChatDemons art of a mechanizedNiers Astoragon and Gazi. And a picture of Treants by Mg! I hope you enjoy! Its amazing art. Thanks for reading.

LeChats Mechanized Characters

Treant and Laser Crab by Mg