Alessio growled softly to himself as he listened, not liking the exchange one bit. The Skaven was doing badly and was risking himself and much more, more than he knew. I'll have to help him out, thought Alessio with a bestial frown. It was a shame really, for Alessio was enjoying watching the pirate queen (if she deserved the title) pick him apart piece by piece. No love was lost between Eshin Assassins and they owed each other nothing. Alessio reminded himself of this fact many times over as he silently crawled around the edge of the hull to the rear of the ship, from which he had a clear view of a number of the sentries on the other boat.
One man was unwatched by his fellows nearby, and was looking away from the main event, obviously bored. Alessio grinned to himself as he secured his feet in place by looping a hanging strand of rope around them, then let himself hang upside down on the hull of the boat. Alessio was unconcerned about his gear, as it was attached to him with several harnesses, which kept his gear from falling as he ran or climbed. His paws disappeared under one of the many folds in his robes, and a dulled metal tube appeared from under the robes and four sharp darts.
The Chaos girl had started talking, but it was meaningless to Alessio, as he saw another manthings walk up to the first and look out over the boat sea. One dart went in the blow pipe, the others got jammed in between Alessio's jaws to the side, read for the next shots.
He aimed breifly, then with one puff sent the dart flying across the water into one mans neck. As he collapsed on the side of the boat coughing heavily, with his fellow looking over him in a concerned manner, Alessio loaded the next dart with a twist of his head. The second man fell a moment after the first and pitched over the railings, as a third made a jump for him. Alessio shot him in the eye. There was a shout on deck and the men scattered for cover as a fourth man fell, diving bellow the cover of the side panels.
"Lustrians!" shouted one man as he hit the floor. "On the shore! Dozens of them!" Alessio grinned slightly as he pulled himself back up and undid the rope. Manthings are stupid, he thought as he gripped the hull. He opened his jaws partway and uttered a high pitched, chattering call, to warn his fellow Skaven to escape. The sound was to high for humans to hear, but he was unsure of the Chaosthings. They were a tricky bunch.

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