Sira Siran: From the frying pan and into the fire...

So this fight in the alleyway got a bit rough, but we managed to free capt'n Jonas from this scumbags.
He was very grateful and offered us to sign on for a nice cargo run. Just to get out of Kiera and to get some money.

So we did catch a good wind and everything went fine, till we ran into a sandbank and a lot of nasty people with the nasty habit of sacrificing the crew to their so called god.
The "god" was some kind of huge monkey! As me father always said: "If its alive, ye can shoot it!"
I tried and got a lucky shot finishing it off. We got the upper hand and killed all the cultists, but lost a lot of good sailors.
Since our ship was beyond repair, we patched up the sloop that was beached nearby. The crab called Krastus did a fine job there.  Me not very serious proposal to call the sloop "The Wild Monkey" did stick. And we got a new capt'n. His name is Cortez and I think he knows what he is doing, that's a relief.
Back at sea, we made good speed back towards Kiera.
Some days, with the wind, we spotted a wrecked frigate, the "Lala's Pride" and picked up another crab floating in the water.
I wonder why they can't walk the seafloor to the shore... by the seahags, they are crabs! CRABS! They crawl all over the seafloor! Like e-ve-ry-where!
But let me finish this up real quick! Yes, we got back to Kiera, I had my doubts, but we have a fine capt'n now, a good sturdy ship and a good crew!
There ye have it matey. That's the story. Now let me take a look at yer pistol... oh yes I can fix that... there is sand in the...