by Knight Errant » Wed Oct 28, 2015 4:43 pm
"Harpoons? Are you scalawags daft? I'll show ye how its done." Edward swabs out the barrel of one of the cannons, setting in a half powder charge, followed by a heavy net of cable. Lining up the sights and waiting for a flash of that golden tail, before setting the burning brand to the firing pin. There is a thundering boom, as the net flies...
O Muse!
Sing in me, and through me tell the story
Of that man skilled in all the ways of contending,
A wanderer, harried for years on end...
Click the eggs... feed the dragons.