Under Siege

Those left alive are still speaking of it. Monsters, crawling up out of the fog, seemingly made of fog. Passengers and crew fighting a desperate retreat belowdecks. The woman Kinsa laughing madly as she swung her axe. Apparently they're all dead now, but, well... odds seem good, everyone agrees, that they'll be back.

Indeed, the situation seems grim to some, as some of those fighting started wounded, others continue to accumulate wounds...and some, it seems, are forced to defend themselves and others for the first time. Will supplies last?

Owais and Vahir were noted to be speaking before the ephemeral figures from the mist emerged, and seemed wary of the thickness of the fog. Could something in the murky behaviour of the mists signify when the djinn are near?