Aye, I was just First Mate then, ‘tis true. Serving under a good master, Cap’n Jonas Abraham, on the fair Rebecca. I knew it wouldn’t be long before I was in command of my own ship. I just didn’t realize how it would happen.
We were sailing fast on the Pirate Seas safe distance from the Savage Lands when the squall became a right thunderer. Lost the foremast and two unlucky souls washed into the sea before that was over. We also lost the medicine chest and all the fair water. Oh, there’s the wound, surrounded by water yet none to drink. Our flighty water mage could do little to solve that problem so we made for land.