The following day came and the ship continued to make haste to the Bara Drayago. The helmsman was at the helm getting them closer to their destination with every hour that went by; with the three captains standing with him and looking forward at the vast blueness before them and with the crew men on the deck floor manning the rigging and Mathew standing by the taff rail watching the ocean; looking into the distance with his mind caught in thought about what was ahead their path and if they were going to be able to do what had been tasked to them, about the mess he had left behind in Cape Mackerel and the obviously outraged state in which his father was in and above all his broken relationship with Mia. He had poured his heart out to her the previous night hoping that it would begin to take her back to the way she once felt about him and they could sort of pick up where they left off but she was still the same. She no longer looked at him like she was that close to throwing him overboar
"Alright so what's the plan?" Capt. Mohlenar asked. "We can't just go through the ruins without a plan. We need a plan." "And we have one," Mia said. "We're listening." The ship had been brought to a stop so that they could talk about how best the go about the situation that had come up; how to get through the Ruins of Nedrath in one piece. "We just sail through," she answered. "Is that it? Is that all there is to the plan?" Capt. Mohlenar asked. "Us just sailing through?" "Do we need more to the plan?" "Uh I think it would be best if we did because you seem to have forgotten something." "Forgotten what?" Mia asked. "The mist Dalhamavaughn, you know the one that brings out your deepest desires as well as your worst fears, that mist." "I am aware of it." "Great, so how are we going to deal with it? Because from the stories we've heard, many ships have sailed into the ruins . . . And only a very, very few have ever made it out," Capt. Mohlenar said. "I don't know about you but
"Huh gold," one of the crew men said with his eyes widened. "So much gold." "I see it, chests and chests full," another said. The mist had cleared up in a small area and there were two large open chests heaped with shiny pure gold objects; coins, cups, jewellery and so much more. "Don't fall for it. It's not real," Mia said. "Then how come we can both see it?" one of them asked. "I see it too," a third crew man said. "The chests are overflowing with gold. It's everywhere." "Because you all desire the same thing," she answered. "Now stay focused." The ship sailed on and the mist revealed to the captains and the other crew men what their deepest desires were; desires that only they themselves could see unless they both wanted the same thing. The crew men desired chests of gold and women and that was what they saw; chests overflowing with pure gold objects and beautiful women wearing seductive dresses that called out to them, waved to them, blew kisses at them, winked at them and ev
Sailing on, the mist had consumed three crew men but the rest had passed the temptation and were still alive and on board, and because they didn’t fall for their deepest desires the mist decided to kick it up a gear and bring on their worst fears. That was how the mist worked, if what a person wanted more than anything else in the world wasn’t enough to lure them in then it would switch and try to do so with what they feared the most and it usually did the trick so on came the nightmares.“Ah!” one of the crew men screamed pointing into the mist. He had seen his worst fear and it made his soul turn cold. The mist had cleared up in a small area and there sat the biggest snake he had ever seen; twice the size of the biggest anaconda and black like charcoal. “Snake! Snake!” he went on.Just then the other crew men started to scream as well; the mist had manifested their worst fears also.One of them saw a large tarantula spider the size of a small car. Another blinked and he was alone in
The journey continued and they were making good time. What they had left was a day and a half and each one of them hoped that they were going to make it; not only because what they were out there to do was very important but because they were eager for their portion of the treasure, they would have earned it so why not. The helmsman was back at the helm and the three pirate captains were by the forecastle deck looking out into the horizon; taking a little breather from what they had just been through in the mist for it had taken a good bit out of them. “Please, please let us never do that again,” Capt. Mohlenar said. “Agreed,” Capt. Grovergane seconded. “Agreed,” Mia said and they quietly chuckled to each other. “It was a lot but at least we made it out . . . Well, most of us.” “No one said it was going to be easy.” “I know it’s just . . . That was really a lot back there.” “It was,” Capt. Mohlenar said. “They don’t call it the mist of death for nothing.” “Well it was without a
The ship got completely swallowed by the giant whirlpool and underneath it was broken apart, with everyone on board, along with a few broken pieces of the ship, being sucked through the whirlpool spiral at such tremendous speeds they didn’t even know what was going on, all they knew was to hold their breaths. They couldn’t even open their eyes to see what was going on because they were moving way too fast; almost with a speed of a bullet. Suddenly, they stopped moving and when they opened their eyes they saw light above and swam for it. They broke through the surface of the water one right after the other taking in the hugest of breaths, with some of them even coughing from having swallowed a few cups of water, and got into looking around as to just where the whirlpool spiral had spat them out. There was a gorgeous waterfall behind them and all around was a thick and lush green forest, like they had just been spat out in the A****n. They then swam to the shore, with the pirate captain
Mia and her crew swam to the shores of the lake and looked around at where they had fallen. They were in a cave with an intricate network of irregular shaped tunnels in it; tunnels that looked like they had been made by something burrowing through the ground.“Goodness, now where are we?” Capt. Mohlenar asked as he and his fellow pirate captains shook the water off of their hats and put them back onto their heads.“I don’t know but by the looks of it . . . I’d say nowhere good,” Mia answered.“How are we going to get back up there?” Mr. Bear asked.“We can’t we’re just going to have to find another way out.”“How? We don’t even know where we are,” Capt. Grovergane said.“We just keep moving until we find our way out.”“Through these tunnels?” Capt. Mohlenar asked.“Yes.”“I don’t like the look of them.”“Neither do I,” Capt. Grovergane agreed.“Neither do I but we can’t get up there so the only other chance we have at getting out of here is through the tunnels,” she said.“What if the
Mia and her crew faced up to the creature and it was a tough fight. It kept swinging its tentacles at them to either grab them, hit them or crush them and they kept slicing at them with their swords and knives, dodging them and moving out of their way respectively. With how it had been grabbing them and pulling them back they knew that because they couldn't outrun it it would have continued to do so until it eventually feasted on them all and so though it was a crazy option fighting it and killing it was the best chance they had of making it out alive.They fought on against the odds and were actually doing something; despite the crew men being hit hard against the walls by the creature’s tentacles. Their knives were not big nor were they sharp enough to defend them as well as the swords were defending the others and so they got themselves quite the beating, with four out of six of them being hit so hard that when they dropped to the ground they stayed down, with the others still cons