shipwreck

Unsinkable, they said. Safest vessel of the whole Cortosi Coast, they said. Captain Logrash was just so damn skilled, they said. And you know what? Jane believed them. Hell, she loved to hear some good gloating from time to time; words that just oozed with confidence dripped into her ears like...

Any jaunt beyond the Horseman was a gamble with your life on the line. Then again, being a pirate was a gamble. But there were different ways to play the game. The many minor merchants in the south? They could hardly afford escorts enough to fend off the corsairs swarming the warm waters of...

Black Bay - Outer Islands She felt warm tropical waves splashing over her. Fingers dug into the soft wet beach beneath, her tongue was coated in sand, and she could feel the ocean trying to pull her back. Every muscle in her body ached. Not from any attack, not from any battle, but because...

Theoderic had never liked traveling by sea, always preferring the company of and steady progress of a small pony. However since his last expedition had ended so disastrously, and the roads back to Alliria were so dangerous, he had opted for the relative safety of a trading galley. It was a...

The ship's captain was content with the haul they had managed to salvage from the small merchants vessel that they had run ashore. Having managed to convince the poor fool to part with his goods instead of his life, Dumont was not kind enough to leave the small boat intact however. Dragging the...

The rush of the sea is one that can break any man. No one person can possibly stand against the tides of it's gushing blue and white. Yet such challenges have never been one to hold back the aspirations of man. It is mankind's foremost trait after all to seek to conquer the unconquerable. To...

The cool air tosses pale, unkept hair as the tall figure crosses over the damp sand. Dusk had come too quickly for Zodiac's liking. It had only been in passing, that he'd heard of this wreck. It was old, weathered and growing barnacles from it's crumbling wooden hull. Dressed in common, loose...

Water washed over him, ebbing into already soaked clothes and touching his skin with a warm yet cool embrace. Slowly it retreated, and then once again returned. His face twitched slightly, pressed against tiny grains of sand. What had happened? Where was he? Kasim couldn't remember, as he...