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Greycloaks and pinning them down on the deck. The party guarding the docks was being pushed back, several thrown into the water and then killed just as the pirates had the day before. There was no easy escape for Vernal, but she cut back toward the path up the spire, heedless of the people in her way.

One pirate was brought down before he knew she was there, her knife plunging into his skull. She rode his body down, disarming him and flinging the man's sword back into my face. I swept my own up to deflect it and kept going, closing the distance if only because she had to stop to kill those in her way and I didn't.