The wet, moist squelching of meat being tenderized and the agonized screams of the pirate is the only sound anyone is able to hear. At least a litre of blood pours onto the ground. The pirate is just barely able to shove Benedict away from him by throwing his bodyweight backwards.
While Benedict is no longer tearing his stomach to shreds, he's now on the ground. Barely alive. Probably bleeds out in a minute, tops.
Your party isn't taking that risk. Adam quickly yanks the blade out of the pirate's leg before driving it DEEP into his torso. Before he can even try to fight back, Lex and Ashley step in and kick him in the head as hard as he can. A single snap tells you all you need to know.
You fall to your knees.
>YOU WIN! LOOT OBTAINED FROM PIRATES:
>HARPOON GUN x4 (ATTACK ROLL: VIOLENCE+2, HAS ONE SHOT BEFORE RELOADING BUT HAS INFINITE AMMO. INFLICTS SEVERE BLEEDING AND DEALS EXTRA FLESH DAMAGE TO SEA-BASED ENEMIES.)>NAVY BLUE INJECTOR x3 (Seems to be what fuels their tattoos. Lex might have some use for this. When used on Lex, he rolls d8s instead of d6s on his next melee attack and heals him for 2 RESTRAINT.)>$750>FLINTLOCK PISTOL and 5 LEAD SHOTS (Left behind by the Senior Pirate B. ATTACK ROLL: TALENT+1. Can be used at the same time as a light melee weapon, combining their attack rolls.)>FANCY PIRATE HAT. (Left behind by SENIOR PIRATE B. Has no practical uses but can be sold for $500. One of your ally may like it?)You immediately fall to the floor. Your heart has finally given out on you and, frankly, your body is EXHAUSTED after everything. Before you lose consciousness, you feel someone picking you up as you hear someone proudly barking someone at your group.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WXDeXqTQHtg - CREW BUNKS
When you wake up, you realize four things immediately.
One, your outfit has changed. You're now in an oversized white t-shirt and some pajama pants that reek of bleach. Your combat suit and armsleeve.are missing.
Two, you're on a cot. It's a very uncomfortable cot that feels more like you're laying on a hayroll if anything else. The pillow is thinner than the socks you normally wear.
Three, you feel something tight around your chest, side, and legs. Lifting up your shirt, you see that someone has patched you up with a bunch of gauze. Seems like some was used to make a makeshift bra for you as well.
Four-
"Hey."
You turn your head to see who's talking to you. It's Lex. At least, you think it's him? You can't really see much around you thanks to the only light down here being a few crude oil lamps. The faint yellow glow of the tattoos all over this person's body tells you it's probably him.
"Yeah?" You mutter. "What happened to my clothes? Where am I?"
"We had to remove them. Too soaked in blood. Ship doc said you could've gotten a nasty infection if they stayed on. They got destroyed in the process. I carried you here after he patched you up. This is where we're supposed to sleep."
