#elsewhere

Piper moves away from the bow of the ship, hair wild from the sea breeze, and grinning like a fool as she moves over to wrap her arms around Jonas. "I feel like I should have known all along that you're from a tropical paradise... it must be what drew me to you. The smell of salt air in your hair, the sun-kissed warmth of your skin..."

Jonas blushes lightly "The warmth that kisses my skin is more pleasant than the sun these days," DEEPER Blush

"See, when you speak plainly you end up with the most eloquent volumes." Grin.

"Oh that was wonderful" Siv agrees

Jonas blushes

Piper gives him another squeeze. "Why haven't you talked about this before? Did you have a falling out with your family?"

"There were some familial encounters that were less than ideal" he says

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"Eventually I guess I'll have to. Siv knows some already" He admits

"Never heard so many big words saying so little" Siv says

"I did say 'some' not all" he sighs "My sister and I aren't talking"

"Is she kithain too?"

"She is" A nod

Siv mutters "Why am I drawn to non responsive men?"

Piper gives Siv a hip bump. "Because he's good at more than words."

"And not just talking about that pretty mouth." irascible grin.

"or the tongue in it" Siv purrs

"oh sweet heavens I'm surrounded by hedonists" a mutter

"That's your fault for agreeing to be courted by a satyr and a Fiona." Primly

"She wasnn't a Fiona when I met her" he reminds

"She was ALWAYS a fiona." Piper counters. "They just didn't know it yet."

"Right.. my life risking and other behavior was NOT at clue" Siv laughs

"I suppose I... Starboard" His eyes catch something

"I already had coffee." She says with a grin, although her eyes go that direction.

Another ship, and yes, with a fae seeming to it, looking like a broken Celtic caravel is tiltingg .. .even as thinngs slash and attack it.

"What's attacking them??" Squinting, and she gropes for a spyglass she knows is near the rail.

Siv's eyes narrow "Murdhuacha!" A hiss "Merrow, they're Mer Thallian!"

"How can we help?"

Fussing, trotting back and forth at the rail!

"We go to the ship's help obviously! " Siv ssays and turns the Narwhal Starboard "We can't use the weapons on the ship, we might hit the crew! so we're going to have to close in. Piper, can you sing a song meant to rally JUST Their crew or will it help the Thallian too?"

"I... I.... Can you see who the crew is?" tapping her hoof as she mentally flips through a song catalog.

"The name of the ship - does it say on the prow?"

The name of the ship can be made out as the close The Wave Cutter

Looks to be some sidhe and trolls on board, but no symbol seen from this distance

Piper skips away from Siv, and starts climbing the rigging - swinging like a Monkey to gain altitude until she's up where the wind can carry her voice, and she sings, putting all her vocal power behind projecting to be heard! A hoof beats hard against the mast, ringing out the beat.

There once was a ship that was hard to port!
Wave Cutter attacked by some terrible sports
The merrow hit hard, her bow dipped down
Sail, to rescue we sail!

Soon now the Narwhal comes
To save the day and prevent undone
Here, now til the fighting is done,
We'll fight 'til they're below!

Doing her best to give a feeling of hope, of renewed vigor as help draws near!

The crew seems to rally as the words carry over the water. Jonas leaps into the waves and takes the form of an Orca! Siv forgoes her usual Rapier and insead takes a harpoon into the side of one Merrow!

Piper keeps up the rallying! And watches the merrow trying to swarm the deck, keeping an eye out for anywhere that needs to seem especial help...

The merrow did not expect flanking from even a small number. They try to send a few after the other ship only to find an Orca in the waters tearing through them!

Piper inhales and keeps up the stirring refrain, as they fight off the attackers!

And the merrow, taking the most losses, Flee

She swings down and calls over. "Ahoy the Wave Cutter! Are your crew well? Do you need help? Injuries?" Piper can't heal, nor can Siv or Jonas that she knows of... but they do have a first aid kit and perhaps a few cookies in reserve.

"Our ship is breaking apart " One woman the captain it seems, steps out . She has an eyepach "Blast it . I'm supposed to go down with it.... but truth? I'd rather not"

"Siv, can you get us close enough for them to board over? Or I can hopscotch a few..."

A frown. If only she knew Heatherbalm... maybe the ship could have been saved.

"I got her," Siv brings the Narwhal expertly to the side, somehow avoiding danger of damage to her ship, or the Wave cutter either "Lady Captain Siv, sorry about your ship"

"Captain Zenevieva" the woman says "Take on my crew and I'll reward you for your troubles. The wave cutter is a loss but we achieved our goal.. IF we survive"

"First mate Jonas is in the water there, and I'm Bosun Piper." She calls over cheekily as she returns to the deck. "What were the merrow after?"

"A treasure we retreived" One by one the others come on board. It's not a big crew. one other sidhe, two trolls, and a crab pooka

they bring a bundle wrapped in canvas, glamour flows