Lars Hetfield, the sea inquisitor who had thinned the cultist herd in the lead-up to the fight, offers his gratitude for your service to all living things. "You made a friend for life. I don't know if we'll ever see each other again, but if I can ever help you out, I will. Fair winds and following seas."
Kirk Mustaine, the town sheriff, may be even more grateful to have the cult removed from the town and a terrifying threat neutralized. "Looks like we got some vacant homes now that the murders are solved and those damned cultists are taking their last salt dip. Bet we could get the homes fixed up and put you all in them. What do you say? Cullport's nice when raging sea monsters and murderous fanatics aren't running loose, and you all can take care of those types just fine!"
But whether you take him up on his offer or not, duty calls. A few days' rest flies by and you find your rendezvous. The ship "The Iron Maiden" is loaded and made ready for your journey.
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Once all your loose ends are tied, you board the vessel and are led to your respective quarters. As you stow your gear, a voice comes over the intercom. "Good day, this is Captain Bruce Harris. We are bound for New Freeport for a supply drop and a rendezvous. The forecast is smooth sailing, but just the same, please familiarize yourselves with the location of the lifeboats and emergency supplies."The anchor is raised and the ship begins steaming for the open ocean.
A day and a half passes with idyllic conditions. The weather is fair and the sea is as calm as it can be. As the second night approaches, though, the winds begin to pick up. Out of nowhere, a squall begins battering the Iron Maiden with brutal winds and massive waves.
The captain sounds general quarters, calling all personnel to their stations. There is a flurry of activity as all available hands begin running as fast as the rolling ship will allow. Crashing waves toss the ship about and cause even the saltiest sea dog to lose their footing.
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The storm's intensity ramps up. Waves smash into the bridge. The sailors shouts are barely heard over the tempest, but it appears a few of them have been knocked overboard. The captain calls over the intercom: "We're losing hands and I can barely keep control of the helm! All souls aboard, we need help!"
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