"Gil, slow down!" The battle had just finished and a lot of people were going off to rest while those with more energy and no injuries took over the watch. The bend was the only place that anyone really worried about.
Many other monsters were moving around the river banks looking for prey. Water rats and a few others that were of no concern since they could care less about the ship. Even a few of the striped moths were flying by, sitting on the ship, then taking off again. But what was going on on the top deck of the ship was more dramatic.
Nearly every archer that did not have to remain on watch had come to the main deck to begin breaking down the river snappers. Since most of the archers had some sort of skill that helped with breaking down their prey, it was best that they handled the preparations for the smoking and drying of the river snappers. They would not remain fresh the entire time that the ship was on the ocean.
