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Originally Posted by
Walrus 
Jacob made his way down the grounds the the giant schooner that sat within it. With every step the clangs of the swords hitting against the various harder items on his pants and shirt. The rapier sat in it's sheath at Jacobs hip, and the large, four-foot broadsword was in it's sheath around Jacobs back.
Jacob easily walked to the deck. And saw several people above deck. Jacob drew his sword from it's holster.
"Alright! I'm taking over this here ship! If Y'all have any objections or questions, my sword is more than happy to take a message."
In other words, questions were highly discouraged, with the risk of lost limbs.
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Oh crap! Was that Vindictus?
Ooops.
Peyton was doing a great job at standing behind the Gryffindor guy and checking out the place when a loud voice made her jump five inches off the ground. "
AAAAAAAAAAAHH!" she yelped.
"We're doomed, we're DOOMED!" she shrieked and hoped that Gryffie dude would take out his wand and hex the monster.
Someone HEX the monster!