Arriving in New Madrid, we were presented by a great big city with a lot of amazing buildings and interesting places to see. Before we could go and explore it however, we had to get rid of the slaves, who weren't slaves any more. The captain released them, and asked them if they wanted to come with us on our journey, but they didn't. It was understandable, since we did not have any exciting adventures while they were on board, so they must have thought sea life with us would be boring.
I thought after this was done we can go to the city, but someone appeared and wanted some sort of papers we did not have. Then we had to buy the papers, and we became privateers, which is sort of like a pirate, except that government people say it's good instead of bad, so they don't attack you if you are doing it. I don't get why don't all pirates become privateers, since it seems a much nicer gig. Maybe they just don't know about this.
This matter also settled, I hoped to finally see the city, but no, another weird guy popped up, and told the captain about some old debt he had to pay back by doing some task in the next day, and left. So now we could not go to see the interesting stuff, because we had to help the captain to do his task in time. It was about freeing some prisoner who was held under a cathedral, and bringing him up to the cathedral. As far as rescue missions go, this did not seem to be a very effective one.
I gathered some information about the prisoner on the streets and also visited the cathedral. It was fine, until I got caught by some priest, who made me tell him about our adventures. I did, and apparently we did some bad things, and I should become a monk or something like that to atone for them. That sounded really horrible, but thankfully it turned out, that you can just pay some money instead.
I went to gamble for some money to pay for my sins, but lost. Doing God's work is much harder then it seems. I could not try again, because there was no more time.
We hatched a clever plan to get our man out from the cathedral. It was really exciting, we bought disguises, and planned distractions, and had to smuggle our weapons, just like in a dime novel. The only thing we forgot was making animal noises to notify each other about stuff. Also poor Krastus could not come, because he would have been too suspicious, even in his nice new clothes.
Anyway, we went in in the evening, and met the priests and nuns and they were all pretty nice, we did not have to shoot anyone. We got invited to dinner instead, which was a little more boring, but also more pleasant. I was sort of sorry that we had to lie to them about things. This must be easier for professional spy-people, since they usually infiltrate bad guys, who you are allowed to lie to. The priest, who took my earlier confession was a bit hard to convince, but thankfully I had a pretty bulletproof twin-brother story prepared.
We also met the guy we were supposed to free, and he was friendly too, although also a child molester. I was quite uneasy about freeing him, but truth to be told, he could have left at any time, so really, all we were doing is bringing him upstairs.
Something really weird happened though, when we took him to the altar. Hooded monk-type people appeared, and attacked him, saying that they were demons or something like that. I started to feel sorry for the child-molester priest, but the captain said that we should leave him and go, so we did. I hope we don't meet this guys again, even if they were just pretending to be demons. Truth to be told, they were kind of scary.
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