We set sails and our frigate "The Grandpa's Revenge" was flying north up the coast towards our new destination. Maybe we would have luck all along. The weather looked like it.
Only a few days later New Madrid was in sight and it was a marvel to look upon. Two big fortresses guarding a natural bay with a huge town in a rather unfamiliar style, a huge building called a cathedral in the center of it. It's like a temple, they said.

We are now officially privateers! Hurray!
Time to hit the taverns and get us some rum!
And then there was this strange guy! A man in a robe with a strange accent talking to the capt'n.
Seemed like we got some special errand to run for the guy.
And we could only do that in strange cloth. Quiet unflashy... black with white collars and a hood. So I packed a knife and some pistols under it and feeled better.
All I understood of the whole errand was: "Get the guy and leave him there in the main room of temple." That was not so easy as it was sold to us. A lot of strange people, all dressed in black, talking rather high and mighty of their lord.
Ok we managed to avoid a mayor desaster and did what was expected of us and again it happened! The unexpected took us by suprise. Thirteen cloaked figures came out of nothing, like demons and took the guy. Really creepy guys! We left rather hastily and got back to our ship fast before anyone could see us.
Strange town this New Madrid!
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