Carlysle stood on the deck of the Waterhawk, unable to go to his quarters below until he was sure they were free of Stormhaven’s waters, still frothing with The Jailer’s anger. Alternating his gaze from the waters behind the ship to those ahead, Carlysle’s hopes grew stronger as the ship pulled free of the sea’s tumult. The cartographer tried not to look directly down, the bodies in the water too horrifying to gaze upon, however a strange glint near two floating forms caught his eye.
Two bodies afloat, face up in the water, were entangled by a large tentacle covered in suckers. Across the two bodies, one of which was clearly a bald human, lay a golden amulet, which was the glint that had caught Carlysle’s eye. It appeared the amulet was on a fine mithral chain although it could be a lesser metal. To Carlysle’s amazement, the bodies began moving slightly and he realized the two men were alive. Thinking quickly, Carlysle rushed across the deck soon finding a sailor much too close to the ship’s edge, he pushed the sailor overboard.
One hour later
A small row boat was lowered down the side of the Waterhawk, Captain Varbold’s best oarsmen making their way to the two bodies the “artist” said were alive. As they skillfully guided their craft alongside the men, the sailors were surprised to see that Carlysle was correct. One of the sailors reached down into the water grabbing a bald man, unconscious and wrapped in a severed tentacle. Octopus? Squid? No matter, as the sailor cut away the tentacle he too noticed the amulet lying across the two men, the second of which was still entangled. In the horizon’s setting sunlight, no glint of gold shined to entice the sailor. Therefore thinking nothing of it, the sailor simply placed the amulet over the bald man’s head, laying the thick metal chain across his shoulders and pulling the waterlogged man aboard the boat. The other crewmen worked to save the second man who turned out to be much older and wounded.
With both men cut free of the thick tentacles and pulled out of the water, the rescuers returned to the Waterhawk. By the time they had maneuvered their craft alongside the ship the bald man had opened his eyes and choked out a request for water. Taking several drinks he then simply said, “Hello I’m Carlo.”