"Sail ho!!" The call from the crows nest came down.
Captian White Cloud commanded"Full speed ahead!" The crew began running around the deck unfurling the sails and preping the deck weapons.
Kenton stood behind the wheel in his basic cleric vestments on top of a box to see over the wheel. He turned the wheel slightly to intercept the sighted ship. White Cloud came up next to the small ratfolk dressed in his finest cloths and armor. His rapier Brine's Sting strapped to his side. "Kenton you should ready yourself for battle. I doubt they will surrender peacefully. I'll take over till you return."
Kenton simply nods solummly as he steps down and moves below decks. Going to his cot he opens his chest to reavel his armor and weapons. "Let be priates."
