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"Ye think ye can just waltz on 'ere and take me ship?" The old Roegadyn snarled looking Ryna in the eye, "Well ye got another thing comin cause I aien't afraid o ye 'are."

"And I aient gonna let ye sell these folks like chattle so aye I'll waltz 'ere and where'ever I please when folks be sufferin."

The Roe spat on the deck and snarled, "Then we settle this the old way cause I aient surrenderin me ship or me cargo to ye 'are."

"Captain don't," his first mate begged, "Ye know the 'are aient never missed a shot…"

"Nor 'ave I Siward so shut yer yap n get the pistols!"

The Hyur sighed and went below eyeing with no small amount of fear the Viera standing there before his captain her demon of a beast perched on her shoulder looking to most to be an innocent creature. Siward new better he'd heard the stories about that long eared menace lighting entire ships up in an instant.

Moments later he returned to the deck and opened the box holding two pistols equal in dignity and let both the Crimson Hare and the Captain take one. The pair loaded the pistols then squared off before going back to back as Captain Elildraga growled, "Five paces then we turn and fire, survivor is Captain and decides the chattle's fate."

"Five paces," was all the Viera said and then they both stepped out.

At four steps the Roegadyn turned intending to shoot the Viera in the back only to have her whirl and fire before he had a chance to pull his trigger. Red blossomed on his breast and he stumbled backward before slamming into the rail then dropped overboard dead before he hit the sea.

Turing to the remainder of the crew Ryna called, "Ye 'eard 'im I'm yer Captain now an ye got this one chance surrender and save yer sorry lives or fight te the end and face me, don't think I need an introduction do I?"

Several of the crew simply ran to the rail and leapt overboard choosing the mercy of the Rhotano over hers. The first mate simply asked, "Can we take at least an away boat?"

Ryna nodded, "Aye take one and whatever trash ye have aboard but." she looked at the remainder there standing on deck, "No funny business wi the folks below. Ye leave them there or yer life is forfiet ye savy?"

He gulped and nodded and began prepping an away boat as others of the crew followed one or two decided they were going to try her and he heard the dreaded words, "Light em up Amber!" Followed by pained screams as those who had rushed her erupted into flames and bolted across the deck before leaping into the sea below.

Several of her crew seeing what was going on boarded and began watching those that remained to ensure they followed her orders. Others of her crew went below presumably to unlock the poor souls chained in hull there Siward didn't care his life meant more to him than some coin for folk and she had proven to be as ruthless as he had heard. After a few moments he launched the boat with several of the crew within as well and murmured, "Well lads dunno bout ye but I don't wanna cross the 'ares path again. Lets get the hells outta 'ere."

Will be on Jan 1st! First PF will open at 1PM PST. May do more runs in the evening if I feel like.

If ya wanna vote for which one to do you can do so HERE

Rules:

1st come, 1st served! Will be a public Party Finder on Primal DC

Will be Synced

Sharing tank busters and AOEs highly encouraged

Rescue on rotation highly encouraged

Macros highly encouraged

Keep in mind: You will die! A lot! You will be rescued to death!! :D

Also getting the full party and the run take a LONG TIME. Last run PF filling was about an hour and the run itself was also over an hour.