Unfortunate Magic

We finally made it to the....I guess one could call it fine. It was certainly a place. Fine place? Yes. That will do. We finally made it to the fine place of Brigandy Bay - after a long trip it is nice to be back on the western side of Caribdus, well away from the Kierans and any form of organised pink people.

Unfortunately our first visit was to a tavern. Horrible places at the best of time - the press of so many people together is very unnerving - but on this occasion some fellow pirates decided they wished to start a fight by bopping my eye stalks. In reaction I just wanted them gone, and wlel - the magic got a little away from me. And shredded the unfortunates. This is regrettable, not that I am growing soft for the pink ones, but because it was not my in tent. I am unsure why it happened - perhaps some kind of magical eddy in the area - but what was meant to bruise and batter them killed them. Still one cannot let the crew know that, after all it would not fill them with confidence if the wind mage at times summoned far too much. Especially when I have to handle the rigging. I think I covered it well however - and well, they did strike at my eyestalks first. Anyway. We went about our affairs, sorted things out, bought a treasure map. Lots of fun.

While the Captain went off to get some new crew, myself and the blue one went back to the ship. Some chap who claimed to be French - le Sanguine - wished to talk to me about the death of the unfortunates. Tricky. As he didn't want to talk, and his people were annoyingly well spread across two directions - I managed to convince him to wait to parley with Cortes. Assuming Cortes was not at this point on the floor bleeding, as he had been out of sight for at least 2 minutes. Thankfully Cortes returned and hammered things out - it cost him his sword from the zombie that I got for him, and our iron. I regret the loss of the iron a great deal - as I always do profit - but I shall have to help find Cortes something nice.

We sailed on, now intent on finding this treasure which could save our little progress. I suggested we stopped on the way to buy food at a nice tropical pirate island that we could sell around near the treasure site, the captain agreed - naturally - and we headed that way. We initiated our first piracy on the way - and to make things up I made sure our magic was keeping our ship close, the captain having managed to maneuver unfortunately on a bit of a slack wind. We chased, and thankfully they wrecked their ship. We took what we could carry, some silk, and went back south to the island where we made a little profit. Profit is easy when you pay nothing. Loading up on fruit, we headed off to make our fortune. And maybe I could find somewhere quietly to practice my magic - it would be useful to study the reasons why it is more powerful at times. And harness that to work for us. Well, for me.