Apparently killing is good now?

Humans are such odd creatures. This is foremost the lesson I have learnt in my time with them.

Also not to trust a bally one of them.

The girls had their dinner with the pirate queen lady in Azy Cay - it seemed to be a nice time. We loaded up with food and we set sail - finally - for Shark Bay. We did spot a sail en-route but it seems that the rest of the crew is in two minds about how 'piratey' we are. After a long debate, we put up the Spanish Guild flag and I got the wind going so we could sail into Shark Bay.

We were greeted by a pleasant person - small and officious looking. We paid him our dock fees and were invited out for drinks. Everyone was keen to drink, and so we went. That...is where things began to go somewhat unfortunately. We woke up quite rested, but without a few key items. Namely all of the items. As in everything. Like my hammer.

Apparently now the rules of 'Don't hurt people' went out the window and we went and stole a tiny tiny boat to try to catch ours. Which was at this time sailing out of the bay. The crew were less than helpful and tried to bash us, we bashed them instead - the loud one is adorable without a gun, though Sira is still as deadly. Still, we were superior. We then sailed off after our boat and managed to close in with my help.

I decided we needed the captain intact so shielded him with my body - desperate times and such like - and Carlton managed to take one of them out. We finally caught it, we boarded it and prepared to deal with the interlopers - well, the captain had to stay below as he is a cripple and Carlton wanted to play at sniping men. Still. The rest of us boarded her.

It was the officious man from the dock who had taken the ship, it seems, and we got into a fight. I naturally stormed through their ranks and began to run at this fellow when Carlton shot him dead. Quite unsporting of him really. But still, we have our boat back. And can finally make our way to the treasure map location.