Life aboard ship can be boring, but with the mystery that is Nastia everyone seemed far from bored. Two days after departure the crew seem aggitated by dark cloads closing in. A violent storm is coming your way.
Deck hands rush about the boat is a flurry. The Captain, a trim but muscular elf that may have a bit of sea elf in his blood is intimidating in his fury at the crew. His yells about rigging and stowing away items, and other nautical terms can be heard from all parts of the ship.
The winds are fierce and the rains are starting to attack the Corral Maiden.
What do you do?
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