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Graring stood read on the deck of his beloved ship, the Pora Diy . As the boarders swung across, a shiver of joy ran through him; he was a pirate again! Cutluss in hand, the man roared and charged towards the approaching enemy. Reaching the boat's side without being attacked, he watched as a man tossed a grapnel and started to swing over. Grinning maliciously, Graring sliced the rope in two, watching the man crash into the boat with a sickening thud.
Turning, the corsair saw another Gondorian male rush him. Ducking, he ran him through with a swift thrust from his razor-sharp blade. But the feeling of victory soon left him, as he saw vaguely that the Gondorians were winning. The corsairs were being overwhelmed, and the deck was nearly overrun.
Suddenly, another man swung over and crashed into him, sending Graring sprawling on the deck. Leaping up, swung his blade in a deadly arc, but the man evaded it. The Gondorian snatched a spear from the deck and rushed him, but Graring leapt backwards...
It was then that the veteren slipped on the blood of his last victim, and tumbled over the side into the sea.
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