The Great Sael Adventure 1
A fever begins to come over your crew, and their vomit begins to come over the rails.
Things get progressively worse. You try keelhauling some of them, but it is too late for ruthlessness and the fates have spoken. One by one, your men fall into the sea, leaving only you aboard. Yes, even the Commodore succumbs to the GREAT! RASH! FEVER! of 1542. As you grow ill yourself, you decide the only option is to turn around and dock at nearby Port-au-Carl-oh-tah.
Unfortunately, a lightning storm strikes your ship, setting it ablaze. With nowhere to run and no lifeboats to clamber into, The Bonnie breathes her last and you, like your doomed crew, succumb to the waves as the sea consumes yet another soul.
Things get progressively worse. You try keelhauling some of them, but it is too late for ruthlessness and the fates have spoken. One by one, your men fall into the sea, leaving only you aboard. Yes, even the Commodore succumbs to the GREAT! RASH! FEVER! of 1542. As you grow ill yourself, you decide the only option is to turn around and dock at nearby Port-au-Carl-oh-tah.
Unfortunately, a lightning storm strikes your ship, setting it ablaze. With nowhere to run and no lifeboats to clamber into, The Bonnie breathes her last and you, like your doomed crew, succumb to the waves as the sea consumes yet another soul.
