When the frigate Rebecca is wrecked and beached on the dangerous shores of Torath-Ka, the remaining crew has to brace themselves against the natives if they’re going to survive the island.
Tales heard in table of Locke Montoya
“That old kraken? Aye, he’s our captain on Rebecca’s Tears… Nay, Rebecca doesn’t sail anymore, that’s why we call it “tears” you see? Let me tell a tale of how this came to be.
We were sailing with lumber in our cargo and the great city of Kiera as our destination. As we sailed by Torath Ka, whole ship shook like Rebecca had hit the shore… but as giant shadow passed under us, the crew knew that savage land had sent a beast to devour us… and as Rebecca started to sink it was only by great skill of captain Abrahams and hard work of crew that we shipwrecked to Torant Ka… I now wonder if the watery grave had been more merciful for our lost mates than what was about to follow…
As captain put other crewmembers to work trying to save his ship, we were ordered to find provisions and see what shore had to offer. There were four of us. Our doreen hunter, Trix, water elementalist kraken that now captains our ship and scurillian carpender Karas… Aye, he is that mountain of scurillian over there, I still think those pincers would suit a seamonster better. Avast, there we were at shore of savage land as we saw shipwrecked boat. As Karas tinkered with wreck to see if it would still sail on, with a mighty roar Yellowback charged from woods. As we started to take it down, Trix dropped down from tree to its head, killing it instantly. No idea when he climbed there. Quite silent fellow as shipmate, but makes him a good scout… what next? We put yellowbacks meat to good use and with berries found from forest we headed back to ship. It wasn’t long til we saw black smoke rising…
As we came to shore Rebecca was burning and only thing that was left of crew and captain were footprints and dragmarks leading to forest. We all knew what it ment and started tracking them deeper to savage land. It was hot and every sound marked a predator ready to charge us. Then we heard the sound of chanting and saw a 20 feet statue of monkey god. Before it was pool full of red tar… boiling blood. We saw 8 of the savage red men and their shaman leading this mass to their jungle gods. As we were ready to attack, he kicked one of the six survivors to pool and in mere seconds his flesh was peeled from his bones as pool devoured him. Our attack was furious and quickly 8 red men laid dead, but before Karas killed the shaman it summoned something from the pool… Always thought that they didn’t make the statues to look exactly like their gods, but its easier when you’ve seen the god you worship. And so did we as 20 feet tall ape rouse from pool. I sliced it couple times with my sword but it didn’t even notice and bashed me to ground. You can still see the bruises here. But Karas had a plan and he killed the shaman and the jungle god left, leaving us unnoticed without the shamans prayers as dirt we must have seemed to be to it.
That was the end of Rebecca and fair captain Abraham. We took the survivors to wreck we had found earlier and Karas put it together. We named it Rebeccas Tears and Zarchael took the pmace of captain. Even made me the first mate, probably for my swordsmanship and navigation skills. As the ship was ready we set sail and left the Torath Ka behind. By noon we saw a ship wregked on stones and a scurillian waving at us. We picked him up and he told us that a giant shark had attacked their ship, just line it had attacked Rebecca. Equais was his name. He told that he was headed to Teeth to investigate the rising tide and meet some red lady, but without cannons and food it would’ve been a foolish course, so we instead headed here, to Brigandy Bay, to gather ourselves and have some good drinks and local wenches. They talk that Black Queen is the grandest place here and I say they’re right.
To Rebecca and new ventures mates!"
Bid for Freedom
When enjoying an evening in the best watering hole in all Brigandy Bay, The Black Queen, the crew is asked for help by a wench.
Tales heard in table of Locke Montoya
“It was the first shore leave of Rebecca’s Tears as we came to Brigandy Bay… and legends didn’t disappoint when it came to this pirates nest. Drinking, women, tales, I think there was a swordfight atop the tables at some point, not really sure, night is quite the blurr.
As I woke up under the dock, sunshine burning my eyes I thought that maybe I drank my fill for two days that night. Trix was annoyingly perky and we went to get some food. There I saw the bosom that warmed me last night. Then Karas joined us. And then first bottle of rum was empty and there I went again, loosing myself to the drink.
At table my mate Karas started to talk about his shedding period and I got a idea to get his old shell a proper farewell with some of the legendary beauties of Brigandy Bay… and again the tables of Black Queen called us.
As we looked for proper wench for our carpenter friend, a redhead beauty caught his eye and he grabbed her on his lap. Under the red hair there lay bruised features of this woman. She said she needed help, that she was held there as captive. Her face and words got my rum-filled mind to look that place with whole new eyes. The bouncers on door, looking as much after the working girls as the customers. Foggy eyes of tavern wenches and their frozen smiles lingering on their faces… it wasn’t welcome realization..
But Karas, being the scallywag he is, wasn’t shaken by this: “Calm down girly and let’s see what the evening has in store for us.” She wasn’t too pleased with that and bad mouthed Karas like a true sailor, some insults being even to my sailor ears. As she was leaving Karas went after her. Good as my curiosity was getting better of me. They talked and Karas returned to table saying that girls name was Annie Mason. She had asked that we’d help her when she’d make some fuzz in tavern. Captain was still working out if we should help her as she changed some words in table of pirates. In no time there were bottles and punches flying and fullblown brawl was forcing us to decide on our feet and other started to escort her as I joined the fray to keep bouncers distracted. They got her out and I quickly slipped out too.
Outside I met others and gave my bandana to disguise her hair. Then I went back to see what was happening by tavern. I must say they really want to keep their women as they offered 50 for the one who would bring Annie back. Whole town was listening and quickly they formed a mob to hunt her down… and all I could do was to try and distract them but there were too many sharp pairs of eyes on crowd and they got wind of their direction. It seemed dire for my mates and Annie to get out from there and…
Actually, my throat is quite dry, could someone get me some bloody rum?!"