Ol 1 Pebble felt the planks of the ship shudder beneath his feet. Splinters flew into the air as a sound like an enormous dull hammer boomed across the deck. Still the two writhing orcs kept their struggle, squeezing the life from one another, just as when Pebble first saw them moments before, aloft on the yardarm. “I said 'Get up!'” cried Pebble, levering his sword to pry a hair's breadth between them. “Can't you see our quarry is showing us his heels?” “He shook the yardarm!” shouted Corpora, spittle heralding his words to Pebble's ear. 2 “Aye, captain!” came a human voice from inside the inn. 3 4 5