Blood and Sand

On the surface now, Durin can see the ‘Pride of St Cuthbert’ in the distance.
Thankfully it still looks to be in one piece. Perhaps he’d let his imagination get the better of him?
Then he notices the water.
It’s a greasy mixture of red and black patches.
Blood and ink?
Climbing aboard, the Dwarf gazes around. There is blood everywhere. On the ship, in the sea and even on the island beaches.
Durin is distracted though as he smells the air. Is that the smell of Calamari cooking?