[OOC; I don't not know the lore of this, so it might be not fully accurate.. 😔]

The large old ship rocks back and forth on the currents of the seas unforgiving tidal waves. The crew were gripping onto the railings of the ship as the sails struggle to keep the wind under control in the cloth.

The unforgivable storm crashes down onto the whole ship without remorse. Gasharpoon was going to find this whale no matter what... He won't sleep until he gets it. His obsession capturing the whale was quite concerning, but the crew went with it.

"THERE! GRAB YOU'RE HARPOONS AND SHOOT! DO NOT MISS YOU TWATS!" Gasharpoon shouts, pointing an finger towards the unnaturally large whale that was swimming gracefully through the chaotic storm as if the storm wasn't even there.

The crew threw as hard at they could to hit the whale, but the storm made it hard as they were freezing and cold... Their teeth chattering as the cold air bites their skin harshly... The whale dive into the deep sea. The crew losing sight of it...

"Blasted beast escaped again!" Gasharpoon growled, storming to his office as the crew immediately ran to their cabins to get warm.. The storm still raging... Waves crashing onto the side of the ship.