[The Bloody Bay Fleet]

"I am happy that I can entertain you with these little games," The Bosun said absentmindedly, "I must admit, the 'imagination' of us sailors is a certain quality that most lack." He said so with a wry smile.

After returning to his seat, he poured two glasses with a healthy amount of an amber alcohol for himself and the regent. "Fine whiskey," the Bosun said, "From our own stills. Drink is a necessity, especially among us." He smiled ruefully, obviously falling back on the role of host to mask his anger and grief. As the lord rose from his slump, the bosun made a gesture to try and calm the lord. "You could not have known, my lord regent. Nor could you reach us as well if you had risked sailing alone to our Fleet immediately. The seas are beginning to rise against us, my lord. And I mean to lay them low once more." The Bosun had a fire in his eyes and voice as he said that, gripping his glass so tight his knuckles whitened. "What else would I ask of you save your purpose for sailing with us? Rally the holds against Chaos. lead them to driving back the hell-beasts." He looked solemnly at the lord Regent, "When we return to the Seat, tell me what you would require from us. I shall attempt to render unto you what is yours, my lord. As a servant of the crown ought."




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The Fleet arrives

The full gathering of the Crown's naval ships at Larger Dryland was something to admire, the 67 ships lay in the harbor. The Cetus had risen from its habitual position below the waves to join its sisters on the sea, its ruined hull and sodden sail a grim reminder of what was lost to the waves. The crews had disembarked, and Steelbeard had set his labourers to replenish the stores in the holds of the ships, and repair the damage that was done to the ships that the small serpents had done. It would take the course of a full week of hard work from a few thousand men to ensure that the ships would be ready for their next excursion. 

"I shall send on a Seafang, my lord regent," the Bosun said as they were on shore, in a fine coastal tavern overlooking the harbor of Seaport. "Along with two galleys and a Songbird. If you like, I can supply you with a Chaser as well. That is as much as I can spare for you. I hope that suffices, with or without the Chaser."