It has been a long journey at sea, a journey that has only taken a tragic turn.
Off the coast of Torath Ka, en route to the Kieran Empire, our fair ship’s bottom was torn from it like a coin from a dead man’s grip. We beached along the coastline, most of our fellows burning in the wreckage. Our captain escaped with me, along with a few others, and we maxe our way onto the blessed shoreline.
Once there, we were tasked to look for supplies to repair our ship or finding provisions to ease our possible stay. As luck would have it, we found the remains of a skiff that was quite. Similar in its wound as our own vessel. We began to scavenge it, this monstrous reptile emerged from the jungle and took to us!
My comrades fought admirably, with spell and flintlock, but it was steel that would triumph over talons today! My blade pierced its flesh, stagering back long enough for Gronk’s massive harpoon to slay it. It was a fortuitous event, as our Doreen named Rune was able to skin it and harvest its meat for us. With he salvaged wood and meat, we began our return to our ship only to find smoke rising in the distance.
The Rebecca was burned to the ground, blood decorated the ground like a crimson canvas, but there were no sign of our crew. It meant only one thing; Ugaks.
We tracked the beasts down to some sacrificial pool. Our surviving crew was there, some terrible shaman and his followers committing foul deeds. We came up with a plan, using Gronk as a distraction to allow Rune and I to come up behind some of the kidnappers and save our friends. The plan went as well as expected with a few minor hiccups.
Firstly, a crewmate was sacrificed and kicked into the pool, awakening this massive beast. The battle raged on, magic clashing with musket fire and the clash of weapons. In the end, we were triumphant and saved those that we could. Noe though, I wonder what shall we do next and what other horros await us?