Well I just wanted to say that I got it done the first chapter which makes me happy yay anyway this took a while to write considering I had to do homework before this I just hope it turned out ok REVIEW please


A crossed the vast sea under the overcast sky were a few bright stars shine though, even though the ocean was calm now it could turn into a frenzy of a beast bashing everything within its way.
These are the last moments of Captain John Firstar and his crew before there ill fated deaths upon taking some "special cargo" to there once were final destination.

Captain John was a giant of a man even by humans standards, his black hair had shocks of white coursing though it from old age, once great big broad shoulders now weathered with age and use, he wore a cleanly pressed white shirt with black pants, with high black boots as well.
He sat in the captain's cabin looking over some charts; slowly he stood up and looked out the windows behind him at the vast see and sky.

His movements are slow with old age and arthritis, "it's going to storm soon" he observed watching the movement of the clouds "we should make it to the Island of eternal darkness" he thought, Captain John sighed and turned towards his solid oak desk and picked up a piece of parchment. He inward sighed again this was going to be his last time doing this after 38 years of service he was going to retire after this. He knew every crew member and there family, they were a family of some sorts and they had protested his retirement say they would leave there jobs if he did, all though he was touched by this he know this was an empty bluff.

"One more time, just once more give them a good word or two" the old captain thought making his way towards the door and opening it and entering a brightly lit hallway. Slowly he made his way always hating the final check up on the "cargo". At the end of the hallway was a trapdoor with a bolted lock, slowly with the protest of his knee's he dropped to his knees and undid the lock and opened the door. There was a well used rusty old iron ladder; picking his way down the ladder his foot finally touched the belly of the ship, the cargo bay. It was poorly lit with only three torches casting a gloomy shadows everywhere, cob webs hung everywhere, and the sound of little pitter-patter from vermin's feet.

With a huff, Captain John walked forward and stopped upon getting to the first of the "cargo", the barred cage was enchanted so nothing could break/blow its way out.

In the darkness two great yellow eyes's stared at him, not blinking once, these great yellow orbs, these eye's belonged to the Alkano a Black Dragon-born Cleric of the god Pelor. He wear grubby prisoner garments that looked and felt like paper sakes lined with sand paper and where sickly grey in color. Alkano had been accused of killing 3 women and sacrificing them to the evil deity Hextor the Tyrant. Captain John had no way of knowing if he did do it or not but he didn't doubtt that the great big lizard would do it, look at his scales they alone were a sign of a evil dragon they don't need proof that in its self is proof of him doing it.

Moving on the next cage was the same as the last, but the occupant in it had a different story to tell. Maria Nightshade a mercenary stood looking bored as the day they put her in that cell. She had short black hair, her face held a soft completion with earthy brown eye's; she also wearied the same grubby garments as Alkano did. She had been accused of luring men into the forest for some "fun time" and killed them and stole there valuables, John had no idea if she was innocent or not, he couldn't pass judgment on her as he had with the great black lizard.

Moving on too the last cell, huddled into a corner was the last prisoner, and the most strangest and shyest out of them all. Magintratana Oryana a drow wizard, her beautiful features shone even in the darkness of the corner that she was hiding in; her ebony white hair softy fell to her waist, her Obsidian black skin only enhancing the beauty of her face and complimented her hair. But the most stunning thing about the drow was her eye's they were a deep forest emerald green, she couldn't be older then 16 in human years but looks were deceiving.

Over all she was one of the prettiest things he had even seen, she had been accused of the worst crime out of all her fellow prisoners, that she had killed an entire village! A whole whapping 75 humans, 20 dwarf's, and 3 half elf's, only a lone dwarf escaped the carnage, this alone had been enough to sentence her to the Island of Eternal Darkness. It was hard for John to believe that this drow had killed all those people but the proof was there it doesn't matter on looks alone.

Captain John sighed he had seen people come and go, some that shouldn't have gone others he only hoped that they end up in one of the 9 hells. The old sea captain was about to walk way from Magintratana's cell "there here" it sounded like water flowing gently down a stream, soothing and gentle.

John turned around to see Magintratana's dark green eye's looking straight at him, "what did you say" John asked gruffly, "they're coming John. Soon you, like the rest of us, will be put on the platform trail of judgement to decide where you will go" she answered bluntly.

There came a sound like a thunder bolt, as a round hole appeared few feet down in a wall, then came the sound of more thunder bolts and holes appeared everywhere, the sounds of battle could be heard from above decks of the ship as the thunder like crashing kept up its steady pace.
The last thing Captain John Firstar would see before meeting the similar fate that awaited his crew was the young drow's eye's focusing in on him never once leaving his puzzled and horrified face, her last words "good bye John say hello to Pelor for me" she said with no emotion. Then came the sound of thunder and John turned to see the wall behind him exploded and a cannonball smashing into his face, then nothing.