After a successful attempt saying the beast from the depths, myself and a few other bilge rats were partaking in a round of merriment with our old friend Merrick. When from the east appeared a galleon, opening fire on my comrades! As we had done previously, myself and 8 other sea dogs teamed up and sank the lowly pirates and preceded to load up their ill gotten gains onto the sloop that had so valiantly survived the perilous battle with the shark named Megan. Upon loading the final chest on the said sloop I felt a sharp pain in between my shoulder blades and woke up on the ferry of the damned. The life of a pirate.......
Thanks for the great adventure, and glad we could help some stragglers defeat meg!
