Freeport Adventures

The on-going adventures of the crew of the Lady's Favour as presented by Dirty Jee-to, quartermaster.

Monday, September 26, 2005

Log the Twenty-second

The journey to the isle of black jenny would be the most relaxing thing that had happened for some time, which should be tellin' ye dirty mugs about what type of horrors we done be facin' here.
Moab done send us a curse from beyond his beyond death and we was swamped by storms for the first days as we left his cursed island. We was glad to have the storms stop, but had barely lashed the sails back into place when the ocean around us started turning black. A great dark circle was rising below us, sending the crew into fits of terror. Only my calm voice managed to keep them from dying right there and then. Although the appearance of a great eye and a tentacle the size of the mast sent them to their knees in prayer. The holy fire of Harrimast done send the eye back to the depths where it belong.
We eventually make it into sight of the isle of black jenny. It be a lush jungle, surrounding a single volcanic cone. After some scouting we find that there be a city and some sort of pyramid nestled beside the volcano and a large quarry nearby. We can make out people dragging huge stone blocks to the near completed pyramid.
We managed to sneak ourself onto the island and set us a camp without being noticed. Captain Bonny ordered us to go out looking for more information. We wasn't getting to far into the woods before we was swarmed by a bunch of giant blood sucking birds....but, once again, the righteous fire of Harrimast done cleans them away.
Was about that time that little Anna there start telling us that the captain be in some sort of trouble. Taking her on her word I wrap the shadows of the island around us and Harrimast places us beside the captain. But something about this isle be cursed. For as we was passing through the eather I could feel something dark and evil watching us, judging us, tasting our souls.
When we appear next to the captain he start telling us about a horde of goblins that come bursting out of the jungle, trying to skewer him and loyal Oh-gosh. Little Anna must have had some sort of blood lust for the green skins, for she go rushing right into the woods and then the screaming done start.