Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20140628190805/@comment-8182065-20140712062106

"Captain look!" one of the crew members shouted as Gretel was being washed away by the current. She was still too injured to move around, and trying to swim against wouldn't work out so well for her.

The narrator continued her speech, "It was clear that saving the assistant by swimming after her would only endanger the lives of whoever jumped in. The goddess's waves were too powerful, and with the Narasimha in the water as well things wouldn't turn out too pleasant."

Miles called out to the rest of the crew, telling them to grab a few nearby vines. Once a long enough rope was created, they tied one end to a sturdy tree and used the other end as a lasso and tossed it to Gretel, urging her to grab on tightly.

"I think it'll be difficult when it comes to salvaging our treasure bit by bit after getting it out the blowhole," Amy thought for Olivine's suggestion.

"Well what about making it sneeze? You brought that wood for a reason Ivory," Blaine asked, thinking making Moby sneeze might get them out of here. "We'd only get covered in spit at the most, so no dangerous stomach acid to worry about."