"Damn it! Sis is he okay?" Story Teller thrust his harpoon at a charging harpy. The creature jumped back no sooner Story Teller tried to skewer a harpy that was diving down on the group.
"I don't think so." She jabbed at the diving harpy. Escutcheon lay on the deck his fun matted with sweat. He panted eyes scrunched up as two little streaks of blood coming out of his nose. "He doesn't look good I don't think he'll be able to put up another shield."
"Alright listen up everpony we're going to move as one to the lower deck!" Drag Net ordered. Swinging his weapon, and halting a charge several of the creatures. "We're going to move on three. One. Two." He halted another charge. "Three!" Trail Life grabbed Escutcheon, and put him on her back before shuffling with the mass of ponies toward the stairs that would lead below deck. The harpies continued their assault. After a minute of intense fighting they managed to make it below deck. "Boys barricade the stairs!" Anchor, Hook, Full Mast, and Story Teller quickly got to the order. Everything that wasn't bolted down was heaped at the bottom of the stairs forming an impromptu barricade between them and the harpies.
"I'm sorry," Escutcheon said weakly.
"It's okay you did what you could." Trial Life moved him from her back to a hammock. "Do you think you'll be able to do that again?"
"No maintaining shield spells were always difficult for me." Escutcheon shook his head side to side, wincing as the movement caused his migraine to act up.
"Well it ain't ideal, but you were able to help us get a bit closer to the island."
"How are we suppose to get rid of all of these harpies?" Escutcheon asked.
"Well harpies are often called down by a curse of some kind, so we just find what brought the harpies to this island and then you teleport it to the middle of the ocean. The swarm won't leaved the cursed thing. They keep a tight circle around whatever is cursed, so you'd have to teleport it about thirty or so miles away."
"Oh." Escutcheon gave a weak smile as Turkeylegs nuzzled him the soft feathers gave him some comfort. "Well I can only teleport something to where I can see it. Normally." He sighed. "If you could show me a picture of a place I might be able to teleport it there." He didn't believe in curses. Mother had told him that curses were nothing more than superstition, but then again Pinkie Sense was real. He also had seen more than he had ever read in Mother's library or seen on trips with Father to the frontier. Maybe there was such a thing as curses.
"How much longer do we have until we ram ourselves onto the coast?" Trail Life asked as she ruffled through her one of her saddle bags.
"Ten minutes. Hopefully that mound of junk and the wood on the deck will hold."
"Right." Trail Life pulled out a bottle with pale grey liquid. "Here Escutcheon you drink this it'll help fix you up." She put the brim to his mouth.
"Ewk." Escutcheon tried not to gag. "This taste like that stuff that Dusk's tribe uses."
"It should that's were we got it. Now drink." At the sound of a bang from the deck above them Escutcheon quickly complied. "Better?"
"Yeah, thanks." Escutcheon smiled and nodded. rolled out of the hammock. His legs were a little wobbly, and he was a little dizzy, but given the current state of affairs it didn't matter. "Drag Net if we hit the beach at full sail would the ship survive, and how fast would we get there?"
"Well yeah the ship wouldn't be in the best condition, but I have no doubt that it would hold up enough for us to get back to Rocky Coast." Drag Net scratched his chin. "It would probably cut our time down to a fourth. Why?" Escutcheon's horn lit up. "What are you doing colt?"
"I'm lowering the sails, but I need to focus." He scrunched up his face. Using telekinesis on something that he couldn't see was a lot more difficult, and this wasn't like summoning his bag from the griffon city. Undoing knots and retying them was a lot more complex, after a minute he was sure that he had done it right. "You might want to hold o-" The ship jerked throwing them all around as it ran ashore on the sandy beach.