Aiding a Mate [Shade]

Sure as the wind blows Ol’ Bumblebeard got himself in heaps of trouble. I hastened to his call with his mate Jolyma. If there be no reward for this rescue blood will be spilled. There be a large sea battle and many shots were fired. We filled ‘em full of holes and drew out the boarding plank. Their pitiless cries for mercy feel on deaf ears as we drew our swords and advanced upon ‘em.



Gave me share of the profits to Queen Jolyma. Never hurts to bribe a queen for later use.