Fight for Dear Life

You fire two more barrels and then drop the useless pistols. One attacker sinks to the ground, his arm shattered by your shot. Then his compatriots swarm you. You draw your cutlass, and you do your best to fend them off.

The crew fights by your side, but the attackers are many. You block one, kick another, and then a third stabs at you from the side. The sabre strikes your left arm, drawing blood. A Mariner screams, then dies. You dispatch one pirate, but she does not die easily. Her massive, writhing body binds your weapon, and her **** throes pull you both close to the railing. You let go of the cutlass, and she follows it into the drink.

You have lost [1] Health

Your Health is now 3 – Scratches and Bruises

Blood streams from the wound on your arm, but you grit your teeth and pick up a harpoon. Another pirate falls to your attacks, stabbed from behind. He carried an unfired pistol with him, and you use it to kill another. Your crew rallies, and with every attack you **** back the increasingly **** attackers.

”The Captain!” a Mariner screams.

A mass of enemies blocks you from seeing to her. Some are fleeing, pressing others into the frenzied melee. Two pirates take down a Mariner and are cut down in turn. You spear one more, then throw your weapon at a straggler. The pirates limp away on their battered ship.

You have won.