Strange Events

So we meandered around Jumba Town once we finally got there - really, I feel like we'd do more if I was left in charge.

We had another disagreement about my little axe, but there was nothing resolved. The others can have it, but first they will need to kill me. And I bet I can walk off. Maybe up a wall. And flee. Silly humans, so weird. And sometimes a Walrus.

Anyway, we once again found ourselves in a plot that involved murders - men with slit throats. Surprisingly, and we did all check, the captain's shadow was still there. So it maybe wasn't him (I give even odds either way). The reason the person gave was...elaborate. About conspiracies. And nonsense. Far simpler to suspect the captain is murdering people again - he does have form. But then Helene pointed out this wasn't a little boy, so, I guess she has a point. We should search for the real killer.

We moved through and out into the jungle, try to find out more. But just as soon as Carlton spotted the man watching us - he is very good at that spotting. That is why we put him up in the crows nest. Also because then other people can't hear him....well. Anyway. just as we went running off - leaving behind the man who took us out there - we ended up back at the outskirts and got attacked by thugs. They were quickly dispatched - and more viscera was added to my shell - but then we realised we had left the man behind. We really are the worst explorers ever. And everyone keeps telling me that we can't be pirates. We were better at that. Not good, no. Not good. But still, better than this. And money. I like money.