Mutiny's End, Part 2

Clash at the Hideout

Gudrun guzzled long from his flask, then pushed it up, letting the water run down his face. It was a breif relief from the swealtering heath of the jungle growing all around the Hideout.
Other crews from the Umbral Dominion were searching the Hideout proper, while he and the Grudgebreakers had been tasked to explore inland, following Bloddy Bennet's clue to take 'the sheltered path'.
"All right, lads!" he shouted placing his tricorn back on his head. "Time to move one, the sooner we get up those ruins we spotted from the coast, the sooner we can have a clearer idea of what's hidden in this bloddy jungle".
Grumbling and panting, the Grudgebreakers stashed away their flasks and horns and resume the trek under the humid tree canopy.

Bosun Mudrin had almost reached the ruins when Gudrun spotted some movement on the other side of the clearing. He quickly raised his spyglass and swiped along the tree line. A crew of humans, former Freeguilders by the look of them, was emerging from the jungle, clearly with the Grudgebreakers' same plan to secure the ruins to study the land around.

A salvo of quarrels saluted the approaching humans, felling a couple, but their wizard and a few deck hands managed to gain the upper floor of the ruin. The Grudgebreakers rushed up, pistols blazing and cutlasses between their teeth.

The human captain burst through the lower floor, stopping the rest of the Grudgebreakers from reinforcing their mates.

Gunshots rang from both the east and west of the ruins as the rest of both crews emerged from the undergrowth.

Gudrun and Boldrin rushed to intercept the human reinforcements.

The fighting on the ruin upper floors intensified as more humans managed to climb up, even though two more of theirs were laid down at its feet.

But then, as Gudrun cut down one more sailor, the human captain fell under a flurry of blows by Borin. The wizard immediately asked for a truce, offering up all the valuables the humans were carrying.

The humans were not carrying much of value, still, their captain's hat was clearly resonating with some sort of power. Gudrun turned it around in his hands another couple of times, then tossed it at Orun.
"Here you go, gunnery sargeant! A Commodore's Tricorn to finally show your station! And now get to work! Get to the highest floor and mark all the possible places where the crab can make its lair..."
Placing the Tricorn on his head, Orun turned to the quarrelers and motioned them to follow him.

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Another solo game that resolved itself in a brutal melee around the centre of the table, although a few inches above it.