Thread:SalemtheCruel/@comment-4547544-20111024211152

5th Eyegrim gleefully sucked in the cool morning air. How clear the air here! Clear, cold and pure! Not so hot and stuffy in his home the deep jungles of the south. "Ship in sight! Nourishes aft on the port side!" The roar from the crow's nest of" Bloodworm " made Eyegrim looking in that direction. "The " Storm Wave ". At last! It's about time! "Muttered while the huge galley pushed ever closer. Shortly thereafter, Woodeye the pine marten was in front of him. "Well?" Eyegrim asked, "what you have to report?" "My lord, we are commanded as sailing up the eastern and northern coast. We have found nothing but sand, rocks and some coastal villages, where we also made no significant loot chchch ... " Woodeyes report was interrupted by Eyegrim who grabbed  him with a claw by the throat and had lifted. "Loot MADE!? You stupid idiot, I had told you explore the coast not to go on looting "Eyegrims eyes seemed to have caught fire when he and the captain dived. "I hope for you that has survived none of the villagers. If the inhabitants of this country are prepared for our invasion then you'll wish you were you'd never been born! "He threw the now slightly tarnished blue marten out of the tent.  