Dariq also aimed at the small dwarf but fired after Katewyn and, anyhow, it would have missed, instead hitting one of his companions in the shin. Dariq silently cursed his left hand as he holstered the pistol and drew his sword with his right. In one movement he lept over the railings of the ship, slicing one of the many mooring ropes as he did so. He then sidestepped infront of garret and lept at the dwarfs crew, closing range as fast as possible. Moments later and he was face to face, clashing swords with those closest to him and attempting to maintain distance, he was no professional swordsman but neither were these and he, at least, had some training thanks to garrets ties. While he had not managed more then a glancing blow he was keeping them at a distance and also avoiding take a blade to his own body. "Sah!" He shouted finally, hoping garret was actually planning on doing something. "You cant expect me to kill 'em all, even wit' the help o' dis lot!" He shouted as he parried another strike and managed to gouge a deep rift into one of the offending arms. Slowly getting pushed back he had no doubt he would be taking every opportunity to train with the swordsman, or should he say women he was catching glimpses of in the corner of his eye,