Surf makes room for you on top of her turtle which is large enough, if wet. With the spray splashing in your face, you follow the coastline. Surf does not seem to guide the turtle. It swims quickly. The beach landscape doesn't change, but after a bit you see a flickering light in the distance. You motion to it. Surf nods. The turtle turns ashore, and you both dismount. Surf kisses the top of the turtle's head and it slides back into the ocean.
You walk towards the tree line so you can approach the fire from the cover of the forest. Finally close enough to see, you peer through the trees. A group of five men sit around a large bonfire. The largest has a black, braided beard and a three cornered hat covered in red plumes. All the men around him seem to be missing body parts, be it legs or eyes or hands. Beside the man in the hat sits a small wooden chest.
Surf snarls. "They are the ones! That's the pirate Redfeather. My precious pearls must be in that chest. What should we do?"
You suggest that you wait until they fall asleep then sneak in and grab the chest.
or
Surf must have some magic. Let's try a direct attack.
or
Perhaps the pirates took the pearls by mistake. Let's ask them nicely to give them back.
You walk towards the tree line so you can approach the fire from the cover of the forest. Finally close enough to see, you peer through the trees. A group of five men sit around a large bonfire. The largest has a black, braided beard and a three cornered hat covered in red plumes. All the men around him seem to be missing body parts, be it legs or eyes or hands. Beside the man in the hat sits a small wooden chest.
Surf snarls. "They are the ones! That's the pirate Redfeather. My precious pearls must be in that chest. What should we do?"
You suggest that you wait until they fall asleep then sneak in and grab the chest.
or
Surf must have some magic. Let's try a direct attack.
or
Perhaps the pirates took the pearls by mistake. Let's ask them nicely to give them back.
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