Bloodstains on the Captain's Log!

[Gareut]

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Basic Information:
Name: Captain Kalma Hellstorm (Gareut Wolf-Friend.)
Gender: Male.
Race: Human.
Age: More than 30... Way more. When he used the cursed life stealing dagger it affected to his ageing
Professions: Wilder, Pirate, Privateer, Performer and Veteran of few wars.
Languages: Common, Infernal, Elven.
Accent: Luskanian.
Diety: Umberlee.

Physical Information:
Height: 5ft 8in.
Weight: 138lbs.
Body Build: Slim, malnourished.
Hair Style: Long tied back, some of it hangs lose. Few pearls tied to the hair and beard.
Scars: Smaller ones are all around him, one which gets attention is the one at place where left eyebrow should be. He has also lost his left pinky finger, cut off with a sharp blade. [Under his red scarf and black leather tricorn hat is a burned X-mark of banishment on his forehead.]
Hair: Chestnut brown with a hint of wine red.
Eyes: Dark blue, with this wild spark; Lust of Freedom...
Skin: Northern, bit tanned.
Tattoo: It's a rugged-looking howling wolf that is very detailed with layers of colors that seem to be alive and ready to almost leap from the skin of shoulder. It is mainly in black and shades of dark gray, but with streaks of silver in the fur. Its eyes bear a haunting bright yellow color. When under direct moonlight, the tattoo shimmers and gives off a pale, misty blue glow.

Strength - 16
Dexterity - 23
Constitution - 10
Intelligence -14
Wisdom - 12
Charisma - 10
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Gear:
At his swordbelt hangs; Cutlass, its model is praised by all pirates along the Sword Coast and "Claw blade," two somewhat curved blades added to the leather covered handle, really exotic looking weapon. Throwing daggers, wands, vials, coin purses, compass and of course his trusted steel dagger are also placed on his belt.

The outlaw's black scale jacket is quite ragged, still in usable shape. A white shirt peeks under the jacket. His boots are covered by dust of the roads, like is his -so loved- tricorn hat.

Jewelry:
One simple silver ring on the left hand. His necklace is also made from silver and somesort amulent hangs from it. Ear ring which seems to be a figure made from obsidian and gold. A half-spider, half female elf devouring a male looking elf.

Family:
Father: Captain Dahmar Hellstorm. [Dead.]
Mother: Unknown - One of Luskan's many wenches.
Wife: Lilah Hellstorm.
Daugther: Avanie Hellstorm-Gelven.
Sister: Laura Hellstorm [By blood, alive if the rumours are true.]
Sister: Tamina Lightstep [Not by blood.]
Sister: Tamara [Not by blood.]
Brother: Ulver Hellstorm [Dead, killed by Kalma.]

Friends:
Close Friend: Randall the Beast [Executed by the Flaming Fist.]
Associate: Kel the One Eyed Robber.
Close Friend: Leo - steadily destroying the stereotype of "your friendly neighborhood merchant."
Close Friend: Perdogim Piper "Who is that gentle and jolly fine fellow? It's Piper!"
Close Friend: Vicala the Spiked Beauty.
Friend: Red.
Friend: Black.
Friend: B.
Friend: Elycia Innovius.
Friend: Valqis Sanejmeh.

Associates:
The Hellstorm Crew.
Roaringshore.
Water Queen's House.
Followers of Umberlee.
Those who dwell in the darkness.

Enemies:
The Flaming Fist.
Enemies of the Fury.
Lord's Alliance.
Thedran the Shovel waving Bastard.




Daghala:
Gender: Male.
Race: Wolf.
Height: 4ft 2 in.
Weight: 95lbs.
Scars: Small ones are all around him.
Fur: Yellow gray - Blackish.
Eyes: Light blue.

Strength - 21
Dexterity - 23
Constitution - 15
Intelligence - 2
Wisdom - 12
Charisma - 6

Gareut's Merry tune

I am sure that somebody has wondered how that tune would sound? Everybody who has travelled with Gareut has heard this one. Here it is for you rest:

Once when we were returning from a battle and
We got lost in a gloomy forest
in the middle of the woods
we saw an old house
with tired minds we knocked
the door very loudly
Old woman opened the wooden door
She asked us to come in
with kind words
From her pot arose a scent so weird
Stunning and bitter but very summoning

Bring me a magic potion
it will heal my aching wounds
A taste so bitter that makes
my bleeding soul feel so good
It will make us sing and dance
in our endless feast
Or it might even unleash
the beast in me

She filled out pints with that devils beverage
And served another round with an hideous grin
The world was spinning in a new light I saw everything
and everyone was singing this song

With crew, wenches and the spirits of the depths
We are one; let our singing rise up into the stars
The witch's magic drum was still beating hard
When a Sailor brought me a new pint and together we roared

Drink and dance!
People of the Fury sing with us!
Who wants to brawl with me?
Who can shape a kantele from a pike's jaw?
Like the great one once did

Close your eyes
Calm your mind and drift away from the pain
Beyond dreams
Into the depths of the cauldron
Like a rain it falls
And mirrors nature's healing powers
Surrender this time
And relief you shall find

The Queen of the Depths
Hunter of spirits
Grant us the final drop of the life's elixir
I want to drown all my misery
Into the green trolls blood
And brown swamp drink
Fight against diminishing time
Burden of a solitary warrior's life
The Queen of the Depths
Hunter of spirits
Grant us the final drop of the life's elixir

Bring me a magic potion
it will heal my aching wounds
A taste so bitter that makes
my bleeding soul feel so good
It will make us sing and dance
in our endless feast
Or it might even unleash
the beast in me

[Gareut]

Captain's Log is a huge, black leather book in his private cabin in the ship. Amongst the crew spreads rumour that the lock which is a kraken figure is cursed and only the Captain can open it with unknown way. Some also whisper that few have died while trying to open it.

Entry 1.

She is dead, finaly. As I said would happen. He -The Beast- will travel alone in sorrow just like rest of us. One gone cause her own fool family. Rest of those bastards. I will get them way or another. Fast death arent enough. We will think something more fitting for them when the time comes. I have all the time what is needed.

The crew, the best are still with me. I had to execute few of them as an example. Damned thieves have already man inside and I cant figure who he is! Should kill them all...

Trade has been good. A stock of diamonds headed south to Amn. Also a wagons filled with spices arrived like was agreed to Roaringshore. And about the trade. The leader of the Performer's guild; Alison the Knife Ear's Pet tried to buy one of mine personal musical instruments. Forces even the dead ones to dance! Her actions agains me and all which is good has made her an outlaw by this date. No mercy nor code will protect her. Lowlife. Like are her kind. I know them all. Officers of Hellstorm crew will be informed from them. Rats of worst kind, they think that they are saints and saviors. I say that they are murderers and thieves.

Captain's Log.
-Captain Kalma Hellstorm by the will of Umberlee.

[Gareut]

Entry 2.

Days pass, people die, wolves howl and some wounds wont heal. Those bastards are still after me. They dont leave any changes to me. I have to kill first of them as example. Hopefully they are wise enough to keep their noses off from my track then.

Trolls. Every other living creature hates them. Crew made a quite good profit working as sellswords for Flaming Fist group which was going to be over run. Their Leader... Not the group but the whole organisations seems to be a man of good will and sharp head. For his sake I wish that our paths wont cross.

Trading is what me and my few loayal men has done lately, good coins. Safe coins. But this man Basilius Offered a job which we will take. Easy job. 1 000 000 gold coins or a revenge. Payment is too good. Blueberry shall sail to south at first light and be there untill the work is done.

Hear these words and tremble, for our vengeance shall be swift and merciless!

Captain's Log.
-Captain Kalma Hellstorm by the will of Umberlee.

*A piece of parchment has found a new home from first page of Captain's Log*

[Gareut]

*The Captain's log is only thing saved from burned Blueberry.*

Entry 3.

Last few days have been huge losses to the crew after another. Job offered to us was ruined by some server of hell. Demons rise from the ground to defend the target... Cursed I say. Payment was too good at the start. We also lost a chance to assault on fat and slow trader ship. Easy coins... Again ruined by some magic user, elf.

I -somehow- lost my ship. No, it wasnt my fault. Two crew members not following the code caused the accident. It has to be so. My path is clear even on these grim swamps; Temple of Umberlee. Priestesses will know what to do.

Leo leaves me too. She is travelling to east, I hope that she will return in once piece. Tamina? Does she have a side which none of us havent seen before?

Under the waves of a blue Sea
Dwells the mighty; Umberlee!
Sailors praise the glorious name
Of the ruler of tides; Umberlee!

Captain's Log.
-Captain Kalma Hellstorm by the will of Umberlee.

[Gareut]

Entry 4.

What I have done? This code should keep me alive but it leads me deeper and deeper. The helping hand which reached to me must be guided by the will of the Umberlee. Fate. First time in life I thought that mayby I have gone too far?

And for what?
The men that I've fought
Are matched by the number of women I've bought
And for what?
I've killed and I've shot
And reddened the cold tears of children with blood
And If I could go back and make my amends
I'd make all those mistakes again
I'd kill every last one of those bastards, my friend

Trade is slow... We need a new ship. The helping hand offered a wizard to ward the new beauty for gold. We have to start trading once again as soon as possible.

How I miss Piper the Sidekick, Ayla, Rouge, Randall the Beast, Abby, Kate, Esarosa Tonia, Amaliel the Wild, Marcus, Tibs, Tymoran the Wizard and Fire-Heart...

*Rest of the text is ruined by rum and salt water on this page.*

Captain's Log.
-Captain Kalma Hellstorm by the will of Umberlee.

[Gareut]

[First post updated.]

[Gareut]

Entry 5.

Mushroom Moonshine... Could this be answer for everything? Worth of research. Marcus is back, atleast for some time. I sent him on wrong tracks. I think that sparing his life will be a right call, even if my contacts would hate it. He is just a one man.

Paladins, what the hell is wrong with them? Unwanted and not needed violence in the name of Gods. Trade suffers cause them. World would do much better without such tin men.

Basilius is gone, like is Eric... Who will leave next?

Tamina and I sang in Theatre's outdoor show. Valqis, that one blessed with God like beautifulness win after all. Her smile would melt icy bones of Luskanian Sailor anytime. I need a sea map to her island. The island filled with unguarded riches.

The folk of the Theatre cleary said that they are unwilling to show me any support, a wise call for now.

Pressed against her face
I could feel her insecurity
Her mother'd been a drunk
And her father was obscurity
But nothin' ever came
From a life that was a simple one
So pull yourself together girl
And have a little fun

Well she took me by the hand
I could see she was a fiery one
Her legs ran all the way
Up to heaven and past Avalon
Tell me somethin' girl, what it is you have in store
She said come with me now
On the Devil's Dance Floor

Captain's Log.
-Captain Kalma Hellstorm by the will of Umberlee.

[Gareut]

*Not actual entry on pages, at the moment in Kalma's head.*

Entry 6.

Never Trust to Knights. Never. Never Trust to knights... Never. NEVER! Once again we saw worth of their words. Blame the outlaw from crimes which I didn't do. Did I? Someone else... Who... Why?

Blame, crime.... Gallows. Rope.

To the end of time we will sail the seas
With cutlasses in hand
We'll terrorize the land
Though the hands of fate may strike us down
We'll fight til we fall
Swashbucklers til we die!

Why I sent Tamina away!?

Captain's Log.
-Captain Kalma Hellstorm by the will of Umberlee.

[Gareut]

Nice blonde -=Captain Kalma Hellstorm=- Fiery redhead

At Roaringshore

"What the hell is Randall doing?"

-=Daghala the Fluffy=-

[Gareut]

Entry 7.

Freedom? When Tamina said that she would get me out I didnt never expect what I saw while escaping. I am not sure do I dare to write it down what happened. Do I even understand? Speaking is easier and dead men tell no lies.

"Weigh the anchor and hoist the sails!
Work harder you drunken snails!
For treasury like pepper as gold.
Let this nautical voyage begin.
We are powered by strong Luskanian winds."

We run a monopoly: spice trade, violence and slavery
"Full speed ahead!"
He's hollering as if he's mad.
This ship is captained by a successful psychopath.

Fearless... No conscience...
The infamous Captain Kalma Hellstorm.

The Crew continues growing strongly, new men fitting for sailing. Tamina's friend werent anything what I waited for. She migth be usefull and even fun in certain places. I still need a First Lieutenant on our, my ship.

Rumours from my comrades death were true after all. Rest in piece, I will get you shortly.

Captain's Log.
-Captain Kalma Hellstorm by the will of Umberlee.

[Gareut]

Entry 8.

The seeker is missing like is Shaggy. Maybe the cultists got both of them. Day ago there was an attack to our loved port; Roaringshore. Not by the knights but Nagas! Huge snake like creatures with hissing accent. My contact; Mister Mouse warned me about that they were coming. It was a close call. We were hardly able to take the quick escape route from the Broken Goblet before the fighting started. thankfully I leaded my men to safely to the pier and allowed other crew's do the killing. Sadly the chaos's only purpouse was allow them a free acces to ships and warehouses. It was a looting trip. Few of the ships were even sinked.

Hear the sound of swords fulfill the night
Feel the winds of death on your skin
See the arrows fly, flaming in the sky
Hear the screams of men, as they die

It didnt take long to realise that others missfortune is our chance! I sent Big Robb and his enforcer comrades to guard my much suffered ship and I gathered remains of my crew. Spiked Beauty joined to my company and soon we were heading north. Tamina, my love.... Mutt, my brother, leading us to Naga hunt and a mission to retrive stolen goods in -my- name.

Ambushes, magic, poison... Snake people are truely horrible. Even their size are enough to freeze sailor's instinct to kill! The Terrain favoured them heavily but I forced my crew onwards. Lovebirds had troubles to focus to killing and did some dumb mistakes in arts of combat but thankfully it is not my flesh which suffered. Tamina arent herself, she doesnt see that I try to keep her safe. Has Krisaga poisoned her mind or is this Lil Tami's doings?

The snake people who tried to resist were killed, there were no surivors. My ship's cargo area is full and we have a new shiphead figure: Naga Leader's Rotting head.

I ride the endless tide that's carried me so long
Heavy heart and broken soul
Would this have always been? Is this destiny?
I raise my head and onwards go.

Captain's Log.
-Captain Kalma Hellstorm by the will of Umberlee.

[Gareut]

Entry 9.

How she dares!? She is mad! She cant even see errors of her own ways! Krisaga, that wench, has poisoned her! It sickness me to see her like that. She left... Without saying farewells.

Rose, Ayla, Nari the Fireheart, Kate, Amalie, Tonia, Lilah.... Tamina.

Sing for your tears
a song of the hatred
No one can hear
'cause your life is forgotten
I want to give my life to you
but my will is tied with puppet strings
I am fighting and screaming alone
inside this empty room
They let you down, threw you in the rain
They let you down, sent you away... without a name

The night is dark when you're alone
and sometimes it can be so cruel
The rain keeps falling on me so coldly
'cause your wishes didn't come true

Nothing seems real anymore
as I dive into the sea of lies
I don't understand this sorrow
that keeps me sane

The list ends now. No more feelings, No more sorrow.

The Queen of Depths and Avanei Hellstorm-Gelven. I dont need to care from anyone else.

Captain's Log.
-Captain Kalma Hellstorm by the will of Umberlee.

[Gareut]

Entry 10.

The traitor wishes to prove that she is innocent to the crimes which an old friend told me. No matter. When my ship's mage uses magic on her, she has no other chance than tell the truth infront of me and Tamina.

There was an attack against my ship's priest; Black. Seems like who ever did the act was seen. I have to speak about this with Dovey the Beauty.

I am in pain
I am... the cursed one

Life is not what it was meant to be
What I didn't ask for has now turned my way
Somewhere in a garden it all turned wrong
Things I once believed in have now turned evil

Yet I pray, "Deliver me from evil"
But another spell pulled me away

Will suicide break the ring of curse?

Tommy, he is earned his payment. His hint leaded us to shipwrecked frigate and to the few survivors. All pure and true Luskanian people. We were even able to salvage some of the shipwreck's cargo. I hired the men, named a man called One Eye as my new Quater Master. Before we were done talking a clan of Barbarians attacked against us. No quarter - No regret - No mercy. were my orders to my men concerning everyone who dared to stand on our path.

Captain's Log.
-Captain Kalma Hellstorm by the will of Umberlee.

[Gareut]

Entry 11.

Where could I start? Childhood, yes... Son of prostitute, not even clue who the real dad was. Thank the gods I had fast legs and skilful fingers. Those two things kept me alive in the streets of Luskan. From hand to mouth and beating from "guards" ...Those "Guards" were the purest of bandit groups that I have seen in my entire life! Sometimes some good soul gave ragged clothes or some warm food. Mostly I lived myself by stealing and running messages. I am not proud of some things which I did, but I survived. Local priest Switchblade taught me to write and read, I cant quite remember who he served. Years passed and life weren't life, just pure surviving... Then came Captain Dahmar Hellstorm, commander of small pirate fleet, he claimed that me -Kalma- were his lost son. I did took this change, lust for better life and riches burned my young soul... "Why should I suffer when I can take everything that I want with my Sword!?"

"Father" of mine gave me boots, real leather hat, scimitar and of course a name which gives power; Hellstorm... Days turned to weeks and weeks turned to years, life weren't that bad... I got share of loot, share of foods, share of friendship and still hunger didn't fade. I tried to drown it, didn't work. Even joys of flesh didn't drive it away. I was lost.

Seems like Captain Dahmar did see something in me, perhaps change? He gave me a sloop called Ruby and twenty men to my command, our main job, without the rest of the fleet, was to hunt the nobility's small unarmed vessels. Even -revenge- on -them- didn't give peace to my burned and scared soul.

I was lost, on my own
And I couldn't bear the thought of my life
I was gone, caught in the torturing memories
And they burned like fire
Water can never heal such pain

Can't you believe
Nothing is real
Can't you see
I cannot feel

Take me away
Bury me in the sand
Cause after all these years I am still the same
A sad and bitter man

Crush my hope, grow my hate
There's no home for me
Nothing to give, nothing to say
So tell me it's a dream

And then came that misty day... I am not sure what happened, rumours said that our Flagship; Lady Mayhem did attack against one of the strongest pirate alliance. When I heard those rumours from the right mouths I packed my entire life around me and fled. Slaughter started in the same night that Family Hellstorm did vanish from Luskan, crew members founded wetty crave or new comrades. I changed on the way south my name to Gareut, first time something felt right. After couple harsh months the gold finally ended at Baldur's Gate...

I was in ruins, nowhere to go, no friends, no family, not even right course! I cursed gods and started to make my living with my sword. I didn't want to get the anger of the local thieves guild on me and I headed to farmlands. At the farmlands my feet brought to me lonely farmhouse head yelled "Kill them all, take what you deserve!"Then this clear woman voice whispered; "They need it more than you." Panic did take control and I left that house behind... God? Spirit? Person? Sickness? Months passed at wilds, I learned to listen that calm but strong voice. "If I can be free other should be also."Faith? Maybe, but I had new course for my life. And this felt right.

When I think about mine God I see always faces of Telissa and "Sunshine" Saint Merille. First two who seemed to have this inner peace.... Hard to form it to words. But if the reader knows those souls, they know what I try to write. After them I have encountered so many different tales and lives... Ayla, Tib, Mags, Rose. Tamina, Tamara, Piper, Abby, Telissa, Rouge, Scarlet, Randall, Kel (and if you got these notes to your hands somehow I will take your last eye!) ...Sapphire, Gen, Richo, Lyde, Ivaris, Aethor, Rente, Jack, Yasher, Grunga, Hugh, Selis, Alison, Nari, Diego, Tiberius, Daghala and elf called Cal'onna who gave new name for me; "Wolf-Friend." Just names at paper, but still so much more. On my journey I have learned that there isn't one -great- truth or goodness. Just different colours of grey. I hope that everybody find peace and happiness with their own way...

The end? No... just a start! *The last words have been overwriten.*

Hells! The souther God and their poisonus ways cant fool a proud son of Luskan! New comrades stomp on the remains of souther fools. Strong comrades who dont fear to be free! We will show the true path. Umberlee, fury and Steel will prevail. Peace? Riches an power are for my taste. Suffering keeps mind clear. Pain? So much pain. I wish that I can slash this pain into my enemies flesh. Make them scream. I wish only a revenge.

Gareut Wolf-Friend
-Tale of Wilder
Captain's Log.
-Captain Kalma Hellstorm by the will of Umberlee.

[Gareut]

Entry 12.

First Lieutenant Alistair Hellstorm.
Exelent in what he does, even if it makes me laugh time to time. Clever like a hunter and owns manners of Gentleman. "A key which opens every lock is usefull." It pleases me and my Queen's chaotic nature to see Red and Black fighting, as long as it doesnt hurt the crew.

Quater Master Jerry Hellstorm
Man from Luskan like many of us. Bit old but that is a good thing. Sailors respect his age, experience and sword arm. More than fitting to his duties.

Codekeeper Udoven Hellstorm
Fine, steady man who keeps the sailors in leash.

Ship's Priest Bjorn Hellstorm
Black, the Revender. Priest of Talos. One of the chains which keep this crew so well working. Fear, alcohol and holy words of Fury link us all and Black knows how to use this all. His value is close to his weight in gold.

Misfortune and Chaos,
Grief and Destruction
The works of Dreaming evil,
and the joy of unholiness
No soul was left alone,
in the mayhem of the human race
"Hahahahaa! Let us joy, Let us Drink!"

Kald Hellstorm
Not that much seen invidual but he does what ordered. Good loyal man.

Kalia Hellstorm
Blonde beauty. One of the bards, crew will enjoy from her and avoid fighting on board.

Flogan Hellstorm
Ship's Carpenter. His axes cut wood, flesh and bone. Sadly he was mixed in thing between me and Tamina. He might be in danger, if he dies suddenly I know from where to look the killer.

Shagrat Hellstorm
Smelly orc. Ship's cook. Annoying.

Jinni Hellstorm
Sneaky one. He has same features what Tamina and all tieflings still I am not sure is he actually one. He is nice and neutral. Calm is what we need to balance this crew. My guts tell that he has warm feelings towards Tamina as well.

Kurttu Hellstorm
Bad mannered Priestess of Umberlee, rules with fear and understand when to do what the higher ranking people tell to her. I wouldnt touch to her even with a long stick.

Morticia Hellstorm
Gracefull, beautiful in her own way. If I wouldnt fear to touch her I would probally invite her to Captain's Cabin. Thankfully I can trust to her, still. Finding an usefull mage is not possible. Must be the fate why she came to me.

Shara Hellstorm
Dovey, white hair. At first I thought that she was simple tavern wench. Things have changed thankfully, she is a woman version from Alistair. Sadly "A lock which opens to every key is a sl*t." Eye food. I have to talk with her more and get to know her. I wish that there is more than curves. Mind has to be strong if she wishes to survive in this crew.

Cale Hellstorm
Skillfull swordman, he had my trust. Sadly this poor bastard broke the code and will be hanged. Still I wish that his journey to off from this life is easy.

Sailors of the Hellstorm Crew
Roughly 50 men. Humans, tieflings and half orcs. From Luskan, Amn, The Gate and from some other places, mostly from first three. They shall be forged in the flames of Fury, baptize with Luskanian rum and leaded by me and my officers.

Blood is the measure between the comrades
Blood boils in the comrades
We count blood as debt

Vicala
Is she really what she makes herself to look? Why she is so close even if I dont know her? We are so same and still so distand. She wishes to do work for money, I will allow this. Maybe times will change and I find out what she desires or what she is. Maybe.

Celissa Hellstorm
Proofs from code breaking. Will be hunted as one when I have time to such crazy mage.

Krisaga
Suspected traitor and a weak chain. I cant reach her for now. But winds will turn.

Big Robb
Huge man. I am lucky that he is loyal to me. The Beast would lose in sword fight against this man!

Tommy
The Too Quick one reminds me from myself. He is like a son which we all lost. We will keep him safe even if would cost some blood and gold.

Duneth
Yet another exotic contact. I will find out what he seeks from Roaringshore. For now a trusted ally. His and his friends gifts have allowed us to fix Sea Wolf quickly.

Leo
Trying understand women and their kind causes only pain. Again a one who broke the connections from reason which I didnt cause.

The sun sets down
I am awaiting the night
You make mee feel
You make me feel alive
I am able to forget the pain
To move on such a different way
But I am all alone
Until you feed my dreams

Lilah
If she really belived poisoned words of Tamina there isnt much to say anymore. If she returns to me there might be a feast soon. We need to rise crew's morale and Captain and Lilah's feast would surely do so. Care and love... Cant put too much thoughts to such foolish things.

Tamina
*Everything about Tamina has been ruined by mixed stains of blood, rum and salt water.*

Fight, flee or surrender
Defeat you can't deny
Better give up in the first place
Or drown in the blink of an eye

Drowning Death
I have started to realise how much powers I really have at my hands. With this I could be more than Captain. More than Immortal being. More than what this realm have yet seen. Wizard's wet dream. I have no need for such powers or will to risk everything what I have. I hope that my mind lasts till the seeker returns. If that wont happen I have to take contact to Followers of Umberlee or friend Ironsoul.

Enemies of the Crew
They have been sleeping, quiet or I have been unable to find out their plots. No matter; Roaringshore is a fortress.

Captain's Log.
-Captain Kalma Hellstorm by the will of Umberlee.