(G29 - KT)
Almost immediately we were attacked, in the twilight gloom I saw four dreadfully malformed
pirates come crashing from the jungle and rush towards me and Mr Badgerington on the beach.
I told Badgerington to head back for the boat and as they aimed their blows at me I turned
into an eagle and took to the sky.
I'd pulled the rowboat up by the lone ship and as I flew back I saw my companions emerge
from the abandoned vessel. Glad to see them I plucked a very confused badger from the boat
and deposited him on the deck beside Nobby.
The mutants assaulted the ship, but Raz's axe and one of my Flaming Sphere's saw them off.
We then said our hello's and I discovered that poor Mashai was dead. Eriss was not with them,
they assumed she was still back in Sasserine.
So, I was quite melancholy when we retired for the night and slept on the ship. The others
had already explored some of the caves, they explained to me, but still had more to do.
DAY 33
With great trepidation we entered the caves by the beach. Shifty took the lead, but we were
soon under attack from more mutant pirates. One, a woman, groaned about wanting to be fed and
also the name 'Vanthus'. 'Feed me Vanthus!' she wailed in her death rattle.
These fiends dispatched, we next discovered a chamber full of pirate loot, and then a cave
with four cages all containing mutated beasts. We decided to seal this chamber as best we
could and continue on our way.
The next room we looked in, housed a dead gnome, his little gnome boots sticking out from
under the table, and two mushroom-men that attacked us. I summoned a crocodile though and
a few swipes of its tail was enough to destroy them.
That just left what looked like a narrow maze of tunnels, but we had no great desire to
explore them. It looked very much like Vanthus wasn't here, so we left the caves to
stand on the beach and look at the ship and rub our chins in thought.
It was a caravel, a small trading ship, with three masts with images of wyverns on its
sails. It was draw up on the beach so if we wanted to take it, it would have to be pulled
off.
They others were dubious, but I thought it would be possible to sail it by ourselves
despite the fact none of us had any experience in doing so! After all, the wind fills the
sails and the ship moves, how hard can it be?
We had also been told that this cove was full of reefs that required an expert pilot to
guide ships past. In an attempt to discover these reefs, I shapeshifted into the form of
a dolphin and spent several hours swimming around in the bay.
