pirates and cultists

MJK ----------------- Unnamed fishing village Black Bay, Aina O Ka La Nightfall ----------------- The winds howled as soon as the man set foot outside his ship, docked in the tiny harbor of that village. Danny's hair were messed up as he felt the cold sting of the sea breeze for the first...

The fishmarket was loud today. But then the fishmarket was always loud – it was only Gal that was more hungover than usual. Her head pounded as if she’d spent the night cavorting with the akua. Scratch that; with the lawehua. She couldn’t remember a headache this bad since a particularly wild...