Soothing seas slash against the harbor town of Booty Bay as the Maiden's Fancy pulls up to dock the ship workers quickly fasten the ferry to the dock and a hooded man steps on to the pier as a roar from across the sea, blasts though town, "SMOTTS, I HAVE YOUR LITTLE BELT…COME GET IT!"

A goblin comes to greet the man, "Hey how you doin'," the man looks down to the goblin, "I must say, Booty Bay has the best Clam Chowder to be had anywhere in the South Seas…" The man reminds silent, "Oh, not interested in cuisine eh? Well then let me be the first to welcome you to the berth of the Maiden's Fancy."

"I have returned Grizzlowe," The man pulls down his hood.

"Mythus!" Grizzlowe spoke, surprised to see him, "Baron, would want to see you right away." Mythus nods and makes his way to The Salty Sailor Tavern.

In a dark corner of the tavern two gnomes devise a bet the first one to pick pocket the next person who enters the tavern without the guards or the person knowing will win the other's dagger. As Mythus enters, he stops at the entrance and glances around before proceeding to the top for his unmade meeting. As he turns to the last set of steps he feels strangely lighter. Mythus quickly turns his head to the side to look behind him but becomes distracted by Baron's greeting.

"Ah! The powerful enforcer of the light, Mythus you have return from war and…you have come to repay your debt, yes?"

"Aye, your cohort gave me an odd greeting."

"You must understand we didn't expect you to live, let alone return here." Baron explains, "Now the gold please."

Mythus notices his pack is missing, "I seem to have misplace my pack, ehh perhaps an extension?"

Baron sighs, "Perhaps, but we will be taking our sword back." Mythus disarms himself and returns down to the bar. While at the bar Mythus glance around the room and spies the same two gnomes he noticed earlier when he first entered but this time one has two daggers and the other has none. He thinks back five minutes and realizes what might of happen. He shifts his body weight and walks towards the gnomes but before he could speak the gnomes darted off in separate directions, Mythus quickly chased after the dual wielder figuring he committed the deed.

Mythus runs out of the Inn and passes shady merchants and a large mounted turtle nearing the pier he loses the gnome's trance, "Phew, that shrimp can run…"

"He went up the ramp there, Mythus."

"Thank you, Grizzlowe." Mythus runs up the ramp, stops at the top and stares at the tunnel leaving Booty Bay, he sighs.

"Hey mon! You be doin' tis wrong…" A witch doctor proclaims to his apprentice, "Tis be requirein' live meat," as the troll finishes speaking and gnome runs by them, "like this." The doctor picks up the gnome.

Mythus makes his way out of Booty Bay and walks down the to the grove next to the bay. "Whoa whoa whoa, what do we have he, mate?"

"I don't want trouble, at lease not now, I will gladly kick your ass tomorrow, pirate"

The pirate lunges towards him with his sword held high, to come crashing down. Mythus takes a step back and brings his hand up to meet the blade of the pirate's sword and with his free hand grasps the pirate's wrist and with his strength crashes his hand causing the foe to drop his sword Mythus quickly grabs it and finds his way to the bandit's throat. Mythus drops the sword as the body falls. Mythus looks up from the dropped sword to see large group of pirates headed towards him.

The witch doctor knocks the gnome unconscious, "Now mon we be real co…"

"Co? Doc?" the apprentice glances at the doctor, as he falls to his death, "That be no good…" the apprentice follows a similar death.

"Hey! I think we got a prisoner here! I think he's alive, he's already tied up and every thing!" The troll killing buccaneer shouts to his cronies.