Pirates of the Shackles

"...don't eat me!"

Like that tactic ever works

Jack’s screams echoed off the cave walls as Sandara tried to reach him with whatever power Besmara had provided her. The wretched grindylows had spent the last few hours nibbling on the teen, enough to make snacks for themselves, enough to make him bleed, but never enough to immediately endanger his life. Sandara could tell, however, that before long they’d run out of fingers and toes and leg muscles to eat and they’d begin taking him apart.

She tried to pray to the pirate goddess through her gag…tried to speak the words of the prayer-spells she knew…but the filthy rag and her bruised face prevented anything intelligible from coming out. She turned her mind to other things as she tried to block out the horror of her surroundings, about which she could do nothing. It was likely the ship survived. Perhaps there’d be a rescue. Maybe Plugg recognized her value to the crew and would send a party after them.

Perhaps. Only time would tell.

Jack began screaming and crying again as the beasts cackled and pointed, mocking his suffering.

Soon it would be her turn.

Comments

Through the divine connection with Besmara, sandara hears in her mind, “they’re coming” and a slight feeling of hope surrounds her.

"...don't eat me!"
 

Don’t start thinking that Besmara is so benevolent. Remember: she’s CN and a redhead, which means that she’s double crazy.

"...don't eat me!"
 

So is Sandara… Like minded women. Besides, there wasn’t any divine intervention other than, they’re coming, and a warm fuzzy. But who is coming? What are they going to do when they get there, will they succeed when they arrive? All this and more shall be answered in a couple weeks.

"...don't eat me!"
 

As Red maneuvered his way around the cove gathering intel to bring back, he thought he heard something. It sounded like a distant scream, muffled and yet, forlorn. Could it have been Jack, or was the island playing tricks on him? Sometimes the sea made sounds, but sometimes it was only what a mariner wanted to hear…
Missing his friends prompted him to be a little more daring. “Besmara favors the bold,” he whispered to himself.

"...don't eat me!"
 

Actually, there are many maxims associated with Besmara, and the one holy text for the faithful is full of them. One that seems particularly well-suited to this situation is ‘who dares, wins.’

"...don't eat me!"
 

Jaigo stands in dark contrast to the moonlight, dark as a demon. He reaches to the sky and draws his dagger. Chanting strange words he begins to draw the blade across his chest in rituralistic fashion (-2 Hp).

"...don't eat me!"
 

What was that all about? Uhh, ok.

"...don't eat me!"
 

Damn Red, he’s crazier than you

"...don't eat me!"
 

That takes some doing! I had to work at it.

"...don't eat me!"
Lyle

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