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 Doomsday, An AU sea battle for 4 ships
Nathanial Bretagne
 Posted: Jun 11 2017, 09:29 AM

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Nathanial obeyed the captain's order, getting his gun ready for raking fire. But in the process, he noticed that his feet were getting wet. It wasn't bad yet, but it could be in half an hour or less if nothing was done.

"There is a leak in the hull on the second gundeck, between guns three and four!" he shouted. "Somebody to announce the captain about it! We also need people to help us cork it for a while."

Seeing Iwan and his crew, at the next gun, trying desperately to repair it without success, he shouted:

"Iwan, your crew better help us with the leak. I bet your feet are wet too."

Then he could report:

"Gun three, ready for raking fire upon your orders!"

"God, make it end quicker... if not, we'd get into this soup!" he thought, more worried than he was showing.

 Posted: Jun 11 2017, 09:57 AM

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Little John was in the lower rigging, not far from the quarterdeck where the captain and the sailing master were exchanging opinions. He was listening to the sailing master's orders and his manoeuvers, together with the other watch fellows, contributed to bringing the ship into raking position.

When the musket ball got him, he fell into the water, wounded to death.

"Man in the water!" Grisha shouted, but there was nobody to pay him attention in that mayhem.

A warning bullet took his bonnet off, leaving him untouched.

"You have been lucky this time," another crewmate remarked.

Robert had been freed of his gun duty by the damaging of the gun.

"I'll go to report to the captain!" he volunteered, noticing the streak of wetness closer to the hull.

He ran up the stairs until he arrived to the quarterdeck, in front of Captain Stewart. He saluted regulamentarily and said quickly:

"Captain, allow me to report that there is a leak on the lower gun deck, between guns three and four. We have been hit below the water. The men of the broken gun are trying to cork it for the moment being, but it will need soon a carpenter's intervention!"

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Wesley Stewart
 Posted: Jun 11 2017, 10:06 AM

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Wesley confirmed to Master Akselsen:

"Yes, they are leaving us to rake this closest ship as we have wanted to, making so that we aren't bothered anymore by the schooner. It's a good idea their captain has! So, let's do it once and have that little nuisance of a brigantine out of our worries!"

During the maneouvers, he saw a man falling shot from the rigging. The damn pirates' musket skills were admirable, if they weren't the enemies they were shooting, he thought bitterly, counting the casualties up to now in his mind. There were too many for such nutshell adversaries, he concluded.

Right then, a sailor came panting from the second gun deck to report that there was a leak in the hull, below the water.

"Do something about it right now, be it temporary. We can't afford any surprises now, we are raking our enemy!"

Soon raking fire was ordered, as the ships were finally in the right position. Cannon balls, chainshot and grapple shot ran forward from the stern of the brigantine, damaging what they found in their way. Now he could hear the pirates' shouts of pain and he liked it. It felt like a right punishment for the damages the Sovereign had suffered.

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Sol Galvez
 Posted: Jun 11 2017, 10:42 AM

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Sol nodded to captain Johnson. Indeed, they had all to be good at something. And until that moment, he still had to make himself useful.

Angel had noticed another ship – and as it was approaching, it was clearly Le Phenix, and Angel proved to be wrong. The French flagship had changed its direction, not approaching the consort, but making a beeline for them. Sol could easily understand the captain's reason, and it had to do with the exchange of prisoners last month.

So he took the musket at the same time with Cacica, but when she asked him about a bet, he shook his head.

"I think this is not the right day for a bet, Cacica. Not even a bet on whom will be the target of Le Phenix, as they are heading directly to us, neither who is going to finally rake whom there," he pointed in the direction of the consort ship battling the Brits. "But we can try to see how good are these muskets," he smiled.

He didn't say anything about the musketeers' skills, as he knew Cacica's, and he knew also that his weren't exactly up to pair with hers. He loaded and aimed at one of the figures on the quarterdeck too. Hopefully not the same as Cacica. But he had no idea that his musket ball was going to hit a bit higher in the rigging, fortunately without making exactly the victim he would have wished immune to any battle wounds.

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Casimir St. John
 Posted: Jun 11 2017, 11:05 AM

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Cass breathed alleviated at hearing Captain Johnson's reply. Soon he had handy all the canisters and fire arrows.

"I didn't say only about this kind of cannon-fitting fire arrows," he replied to the pirate captain. "If you don't have archers among your crew, we have a few, who can get into the rigging and actually fire their bows with arrows having their tips moved into flammable liquids. It had helped us with the Spanish treasure ship and in other moments…"

"These had slowed down the pursuers of the Caribbean Siren too, only that they weren't enough…" he couldn't help thinking further. Something was happening to him. He wasn't so past-oriented. It was as if there was a lesson to apply now from that battle… but he wasn't sure which exactly kept bringing to his memory flashes of that particular battle. Yes, there were again two Navy ships against them… But there had to be something more to it.

"Load cannister and fire upon my orders. Let's get a couple fire arrows to the guns in the middle too, afterwards, and let's wait to fire those upon the French as they are coming!" he ordered.

But first and foremost, a cannister fire upon the British ship, as it was just firing against O'Connors' ship, in a position that didn't foresee too encouraging things about the consort ship, raked by stern.

Everything else flammable was waiting for "Le Phenix", with all the regret Cass had for his counterpart there. Battles were meant among leaders. The underlings were obeying orders, being the usual victims and war casualties.

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DAVID JOHNSON, Captain of the “Devil’s Fortune” & SHAY O’CONNOR, commander of the “ Devil Jewel” consort ship

The entry of the French man of war was unwelcome. Captain Johnson could not curse it enough. The only thing that gave some comforting feelings to him was the fact that Sol’s men were skilful and clever. Even at this dark hour, they had will and ideas. Johnson's own men still had will to fight, but they never had enough ideas of their own.

Johnson’s company trusted guns more than arrows, but the Sol’s gunner’s idea made sense. Archers could cause damage too especially now as the ships were close.

“Well we trust guns if we have dry powder and shots to spare, but do whatever you can with your archers. Use archers! Throw rats at them if you think it helps! At this point, there are only good ideas! The arrows should fit for archers use too, they are light. Burn them!”

Johnson had hunted with archery on land, poaching some deer on governor of Carolina’s private land a few years ago. He knew that a good archer, especially with a fire arrow, might be exactly what they needed.

He was anxious to see how this would turn out. He noticed that O'Connor was in trouble, but he did not care as he could not help the man. His ship was still afloat and for now he wanted to focus on keeping her afloat.


On his brigantine O’Connor observed the battle. He had been so focused on getting constant shots fired at the enemy that he had forgotten to observe how the British ship had moved into perfect raking position. He should have realized this sooner than he did. He would have seen this through the smoke. In a few minutes the British ship had moved into a perfect position for raking fire.

He had no chance, he saw it now. His men fired what they could, but the navy ship was mostly out of the range of side guns by now.

The British ship opened first proper shots of raking fire. O’Connor somehow knew that this was the final sight he would see.

He stared at the roaring cannons of the man of war, many working cannons still remained he mused. It was kind of captivating and beautiful. Guns firing one after the other with small light yellow muzzle flashes and grey smooth looking smoke clouds.

This was the final sight he saw.

Once the first shots of the raking fire stopped for a moment, the ship’s quartermaster searched the battered deck for any survivors.

There were not many alive the hear his news and even most of those could not hear the words in the middle of all the cries of the wounded and dying, “The captain is dead! Maria, mother of God! His.. head... Beheaded, by God!”

Soon more shots came their way. The British navy showed its efficiency.

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Pieter de Wyntere
 Posted: Jun 13 2017, 06:24 PM

Quartermaster on the "Rising Sun"

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Pieter saw that the French had not arrived too close yet and the British ship focused almost entirely on the O'Connor's vessel. Their ship had some relative 'rest' in the battle

When Cass' men loaded cannons Pieter took a look at the British ship and her pirate prey. He told his observations right away, ""The Jewel" is taking a beating... A real beating. No way anyone is still alive there. Amen..." He closed his telescope with rather neutral look. "Rather them than us", he was about to add to his comments, but he understood that it was not the right thing to say.

He took a musket, following Cacica's example. He fired at the british ship and took a shot, but he did not know if it was a hit.

Then, Pieter glanced at the approaching French ship. He felt that it was too far for his muskets, even while it was soon in range of their cannons. So that ship was the cannoneer's worry. He continued shooting the British ship.

This battle had shown that Johnson's habit of collecting the ship full of weapons and ammunition was clever. Some captain's might prefer less arms and lighter ship with more speed, but the "Devil" aggressive policies were sometimes for the best.

Perhaps they, or at least he, would survive this some way, Pieter mused. He was sure he would see Amanda again. Dying felt too distant.


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Iwan Rowlands
 Posted: Jun 14 2017, 06:19 PM

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Iwan's men did not have much luck with the cannon. The big gun should be raised with more men or with ropes and pulleys. So the new assignment was relief. Iwan hated to be without a gun and things to do when most of the crew got to rake the damned pirate ship.

"Let's see it boys!", he reacted to the leak when Nate informed him. He had indeed wondered where the water on deck was coming from.

The leak was not very severe, that part of the hull was not constantly under water, so only larger waves pushed water in onto the deck. It was still a notable problem, and, also, Iwan knew that after all the firing from the two pirate vessels, there had to be some smaller unnoticed leak under the gun deck too. This was now visible and seemed quite fixable. They would need to fix many leaks and this was one to start with.

So, Iwan reported to any officers near enough, "The leak needs attention now, but should be fixable. All men not needed with the guns come here!" He then asked from near by men, "Would some canvas fix this or do we need something stronger?"

Iwan always felt quite secure on a large ship like this, so he did not fear sinking of the ship or drowning. He, of course, knew that all was possible and he also knew that many men were not as calm as him.

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Sebastien Durand
 Posted: Jun 18 2017, 06:11 PM

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Angel's words fell on Sebastien's ears and nearly didn't register, so frozen was he with what he was seeing. How could he hope for that with the record he had of losing everyone he'd ever held dear. Sure he'd gotten his sister and Nathanial back but was that only cause he had no one to lose and fate merely needed a way to rip him to pieces again. It seemed likely. He was in that state of mind the Cacica feared. How easy would it be to just surrender and let it be ended here and now? The sounds of canon fire, chain-shot ripping thought masts, screams of the wounded and dying, it all echoed around him.

Suddenly another shout came that brought him around, the call of another large ship, the French Navy had arrived within sight. His downward spiral halted and he immediately sprung into action. Sovereign or not he wasn't going down without a fight and he would meet his death with eyes wide open and a musket in his hands. All he needed now was a weapon. He heard the call for fire arrows and that changed his direction. Oh that'd be far more entertaining.

He yelled at a passing lad handing out weaponry. "Get me a bow! I'll go up into the rigging! Let's see how they like being set aflame!" It was only moments but he heard the horrific raking the consort ship took. This needed to end soon and being ready for the arrival of the French ship would be a start. he soon had a bow and some incendiary oil. The best he could do as he climbed the rigging to begin his assault of this ship was that Nathanial was ready and able to swim when the time came. If this was fate's idea for freeing him of the Navy he had some very stern words for her.

He found as best a place as he could and began dipping, lighting, and zinging arrows at the Sovereign’s sails. A few fell short, but some also hit their marks. He wasn't the keenest archer, but he was a marksman. That had to count for something at least and it had him doing something to contribute. Sebastien was letting the call of battle wake him back up and he wasn't one to give up. The momentary weakness had passed and all he could do was fight for his own life cause he damn sure wasn't going to prison.

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