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The first mate, whose name is Davan, helps you to splint the captain’s broken legs and construct a makeshift stretcher on which to carry him to his cabin. Having done what you can to make the captain comfortable, you return on deck to survey the damage.
Over half the crew have been killed or injured in the attack, and the ship itself is badly mauled. The mainmast is down, the sails are shredded, and there is a gaping hole that stretches along the port beam to within a few feet of the waterline.
‘We can patch up the sails and work the ship on a skeleton crew,’ says Davan, peering over the shattered rail, ‘but if we catch a storm this far out to sea, we’re done for.’
