So, we finally made it out of Kiera - Captain Jonas clearly recognises my superiority and utility when it comes to boats. Over the common riff raff you get on the lower levels. Back on the sea, back earning the ever important gold.
And then some blasted thing rends a hole in the bottom of the boat. I am a good carpenter, one of the best of course, but even I have my limits when it comes to 'gaping chasm in the bottom of the ship while at sea'. We put up on the beach and, of course, I can still fix the ship - I can always do it. But some foolish pink fleshed squishy person started a fire. So. That was really the end of that.
Rather than let me fix the other boat, we were sent off for supplies - imagine that? Me, the great carpenter Krastus sent like some blasted pack mule into the underbrush. At least Sira was there, she seems quite handy. Unfortunately we also got some loudmouth, the first mate and some girl in blue.
We also ended up getting a large reptile detirmined to eat us.
I think my hammer might be defective, as when I hit it nothing happened. The first mate seems quite ineffective in a fight too. Sira tried her best. The blue girl just waved her hands - I think she might have inhaled some water, or a lot of water. And the loudmouth shot the thing so it rained lizard brains all over me. Not very considerate. And to make it worse the blue girl insisted on touching me claiming to be a healer. Hmph.
But we survived, I was a bit woosy from the biting the lizard had given me. But that is OK - I'm a hardy scurillian. And so we returned to the ship. Only the crew had been foolish enough to get themselves captured. And, as it turned out, made into a kind of soup to summon some kind of giant monkey creature. A very deadly giant monkey creature that did not respond kindly when I used my fearsome magic to hurl coconuts at it. Thankfully Sira dispatched it. And the brains didn't go all over me this time. The first mate ran off somewhere to the east, the loudmouth seemed to barely be scratching the strange red shaman behind all this, so clearly it was down to Krastus to save the day.
With 3 of the strange red fleshy soft fools dispatched by my magic, I thought the others could get the rest, but I was wrong. So while the first mate was...I think he was hugging the red men or something. They seemed to be intimate...and Sira dispatched other red people, I naturally took out a further two of them. Never more to throw people into giant acidic blood - and more importantly, never to bother me.
Having secured our victory, I naturally gathered up the nails I needed to save us all from this island, and led us back to the ship. Where I repaired it. Brilliantly.
Having used my magic to ensure we made good progress away from that hell hole on our new ship, the Wild Monkey, we found a lovely and pleasant female Scurillian. She seems to be helping the first mate, who we made Captain so I didn't have to worry about supervising all these pink fleshy limb-inferior people about. She seems to be some kind of navigator, and so at my brilliant suggestion she is now in charge of our charts. Well. Our eyes are superior, and we can write on the charts while snipping the heads off foolish limb-impaired pink people.
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