Thorne looked at the deck. It was a ruin. The mortar station was a heap of splintered timber, and his best surgeon was currently busy cauterizing his own leg. Through the thick fog, the silhouette of the enemy vessel loomed, its harpoons ready to drag them into the abyss.
"Ready the lifeboats," Thorne commanded, his voice unnervingly calm. Abandon Ship [v 1.0.13381] (2019) PC | Repack b...
Thorne grabbed the ship’s log and shoved it into his waterproof tunic. He watched as his crew scrambled into the tiny rowing boats. They were battered, terrified, and exhausted, but they were alive. As the Resilient began its final tilt, the stern lifting toward the stormy sky, Thorne was the last to leap. Thorne looked at the deck
He hit the freezing water, the shock stealing his breath. When he surfaced, the great ship was gone, replaced by a violent whirlpool and floating debris. Through the thick fog, the silhouette of the
"We aren't winning this fight today, Kael. But we aren't dying today either."
Thorne looked at the horizon, where the faint glow of a distant port flickered through the gale. They had no gold, no cannons, and no ship. But they had the map, the will to live, and a very long list of names for revenge.
They had been hunting the Cult of the Halcyon for weeks, but the hunters had become the prey. A Cultist Man-o'-War had pinned them against the jagged rocks of the Forsaken Coast, and the sea itself seemed to be rising up to finish the job.