One Less Ship

[Qctho 301]

The moon was crisp and clear on that night, and the waves pounded relentlessly against the shores of the village of Bramblebury. The smell of the foul pestilence wafting from the ruined settlement stung at the senses of three individuals rowing their way into the sea in a small canoe. The unpleasant scent eventually gave way to the smell of the salty ocean as the four rowed still further. They approached a small vessel that floated emptily atop the waves without a single sailor manning it. The canoe bumped gently against the edge of the ship, and one of the three tossed a rope aboard, snagging a knot. One by one, the three heaved themselves up into the ship, and then hauled their row-boat up behind them. One of the three made his way toward the helm, and and another set to work at scaling the mizzenmast and opening the sails. The third hauled up the anchor as the trade winds began to gently caress the now-open sails. "Ah, how fine it 'tis teh be at 'th helm of eh ship again-" the one manning the helm remarked. And at that, the three would set off into the ocean, leaving the ruins of Brambleburry with one less ship than before..

[CreeperHead108 22]

Man, I don’t know who this Captain behind the helm is, But he sounds real Charming an Smart. I’m sure if he could say one thing right now, He would warn of what is to come.