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The Tear of the Saint took a sharp turn when fired upon though I did no return fire merely strafe the best it could. Though when the cannons stopped firing it lowered the spell that made it invisible. Overly well kept for being out of date, the ship had blue and white flags which… seemed to glitter and hang rather lower for the wind. Those who could see it better with a spy glass would notice this identification flag was an old cloak and mantle, the shinning specks medals. Upon its side were “The White Saint.” Written in a elegant Elven script. A officer still bearing the uniform of the old regime stood upon the bow. Those who had sailed on the vessel before hand might recognize him as the Honor Blood Adam Senitora.