Night heard the captains orders, even though he didn't tell him to do anything, he still wanted to help out....
As he galloped below decks to Missklangs quarters, he looked around, seemingly nopony was around and muttered Sorry Missklang, but we've got to sink their ship...
Not pulled out Ice Mourne and brought it down as hard as he could on Missklang's door, surprisingly, he thought the door would have had magic wards or what not, but the door splintered. And with a kick, the door cracked open, and Night went in...
Night trotted in, the room as pitch black, so he summoned his Frost Core, which lit the room in a dim, blue ominous glow.
He picked at the drawers, some locked, some unlocked, but finally found what he was looking for...
Missklang.... I knew you were hiding something. But this? You must be hiding many things, for you have a Royal Alchemyst's component box
As he found a saddle to tie the Box to him, he galloped up decks, the big box dragging him a tad bit, but now, Night saw the horrendous scene that broke out...
His first thoughts were about the safety of the mare, and her fillies, but they were nowhere to be seen. Then he quickly remembered what the captain said. He instinctively pulled out the Oil of Vitriol Carefully poured a few drops on a cannon ball, and almost instantaneously, heard fizzing, he cursed and remembered cannon shot was made from metal, and this was nothing to play with.
Night quickly rolled the shot off decks, into the water and hopefully causing no further damage to ship, despite knowing its name, Nignt dubbed, the Relator.
He ran back to cannon, where he found Phosphorus, as used a random cloth laying around to smear it around the cannon ball, and loaded it into the cannon.
As he lit the fuse, Night quickly ran to the mouth of the cannon, and lights the cannon ball ablaze..
>>>>>BOOOM<<<<<
Night watched the flaming shot fly off, hitting the enemy ship and slowly setting it ablaze too. And quietly said
Morietur in Incendium, Requiescat in fragmentum...
The fire kept burning, as it was almost impossible to put out, as the sticky phosphorous now also stick to the deck of the ship, and the composition is very water tolerant, so in a way, the ship was doomed to die of fire...
As Night prepared another shot, this time grapeshot, and quickly fired it on the mast of the enemy, the same results, but this fire spread quite fast, as the mast incinerated to crisp...