The Awakening, Act I: Civil Unrest:Travis' Journey
Title: Travis' Journey
Author: Travis Eorluth
It been quite a while
since I been told ta write
ta be truthful, but I
been encounterin some
interestin thins as of
late. Never know when a
fisherman be needed, but
the New Magincians be a
right friendly bunch, an I
aint never been sad ta
know them yet. The seas
been a rough mistress
lately she has, but her
bounty ebb and flow like
the tides she do, and ya
take the good with the
bad. I guess I should get
ta my story before I
lose ya readin, so I�ll nah
waste ya time further.
It were nigh about a fortnight ago we left the docks here an set a course fer that fancy floatin dock city to trade stories and goods with the other merchants and traders, and was on the way that we got attacked. Were about two hours past dusk we see a ship�s lights approachin on the horizon an she flyin the Tokunese flag. She come up alongside us fore we could see they be manning their cannons and loosed a broadside upon us, rockin the boat neath us and shaking the ship itself. As a few of them loosed ropes and hurled them at our boat, they did their best ta board us while we fended the bastards off. Weren�t long before a few of them were on our decks, but our Cap�n let loose with a conflagration potion that set off their powder stores, an their ship went down in a blaze of fire an explosions.
As we limped our way back ta the docks at New Mag, the two pirates left alive surrendered to our mercies, though ta be sure there weren�t much mercy ta be had fer em that night. When we asked em why they be attackin us when we just carryin a load of provisions, seeds, an various domestic goods we were surprised when we found out they weren targetin us at random.
They knew what we be
carryin an were
apparently a set of lads
that used ta run a quick
jaunt between Trinsic and
the Den. Said with the
shortages they couldn�t
be keepin they families
fed an turned ta plyin
the other side of the
field of shippin ta try an
make up fer it. I don�t
bloody know what�s
worse... that they were
driven ta this in a way
that could happen ta any
of us, or that we had no
recourse but ta turn
them over like any pirate
an send them off ta rot
or be killed. Virtues be
damned, weren�t no real
justice had.
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