Swamped

The damn thing floats upward.

Granted, the ship you're on has been floating up for a while now - and it does again while you're watching - but not nearly as high. Though, now that you're out on the deck you make a note to do a headcount if things ever settle down. Everyone seems adjusted to it now, but the first few times might have surprised them. Someone might have fallen overboard.

The knife just fell down. Donnie's fainted, though.

Well. At least that's one problem you have an idea how to deal with.

Get a washcloth on him. We're short on infirmary beds last I checked...

There's a couple of empty ones, Wiz replies. They do look like they were in recent use, though.

Right. Lou wasn't there, and Wiz didn't mention the strange military man. You can't look into that right now, though.

Get him on one of those beds, then. Better than nothing.

As you finish, the boat falls to the water again. This is really starting to annoy you.

But nuisances will have to wait, because Lou's just run onto the deck.

"Subdue Mr. Lou!" you shout, pointing. At least you've got numbers here. And, for that matter, a halberd. You don't think you'll be needing the cross-staff any more, though this really isn't the time to be putting it back.

Three sailors near Lou grab him, but he throws them aside effortlessly. Damn, he's strong. There's probably magic involved somehow.

Well, regardless of how he got that strong, you need to stop him somehow.