“I was awoken by a clattering of chain across the boards above my cabin, building up to a great crash and a shout of pain from someone on deck. I was to learn later that the anchor’s chain had snapped and rushed like a cobra across the decking, sweeping the legs from under the deckhand they called Axemabaro, and inflicting a great injury. Perhaps the loss of its anchor meant, at least, that the Haniver would now sail on.”

The Haniver is travelling at a speed of 0 knots and facing west. No landmarks or ships are in sight. The Blacksmith could have prevented this accident.