Day 2 / Night 2
Zakilevo -5- Velax(165), Telrunya(166), D'Espana(169), Penchant (170), Ross (171)
indirik -2- fury(145), slapsticks(129)
slapsticks -2- Perth (161), Indirik(164)
Perth -1- Lefanis (163)
not voted - Zakilevo
"No, no, that's not how you tie a triple hitch knot!" scolded the sailor.
The crew was gathered around Zakilevo, preparing to keel haul him. Being sailors, there was a great deal of debate over which knot was the best to use in this particular case. They wanted one that was good and tight, but also difficult to remove. Finally they managed to decide, and tied a long rope to Zakilevo's feet, and another long rope to his hands. "Feet first or hands first?" one of them inquired, but before the unfortunate fellow could answer, another sailor pitched the rope attached to his hands into the water at the front of the ship. "Guess its hands first!" said one, pleased that the problem had been solved without debate.
The rope was allowed to drag beneath the ship, and then fished from the water at the stern, so that it ran the full length of the ship, from bow to stern. "In you go!" they cried, and threw Zakilevo off the front of the boat, holding the rope attached to his feet, and letting out just enough slack to allow the sailor at the stern to pull the rope attached to his hands.
And so they dragged Zakilevo beneath the ship, scraping against jagged barnacles that were as sharp as knives. Down the entire length he was dragged. It didn't take overly long, a minute or two. But the bloody mess that they pulled out at the stern was barely recognizeable. The barnacles had done their job.
The storm continued to rock the ship through the night. Wind and driving rain tore at the ship as lightning split the sky. As dawn broke, the sailors set themselves to work, repairing tears in the sails and checking the mast for any signs of cracking. It was some time before they noticed that one of their number was missing, and so they set about searching for the missing sailor. It took no time to find Telrunya, still in his bunk. Sadly though, this was clearly not a case of oversleeping. His eyes stared at the ceiling above, and a balled up rag was shoved into his mouth. What was most suprising was how little blood there was, considering someone had cut his heart out of his chest!
Zakilevo the Doublevoting Sailor was keel-hauled.
Telrunya the Brutal Recruiter Mutineer had his heart cut out of his chest.
