[Here be an eyeball. Don't worry. Cap'll get that back from his parrot soon enough.]

Seems me crew's been cut in half..a saw slipped during The Victoria's repairs. They'll pull together soon enough. Until then, I need replacements. The living'll have to do ( Read more... )

That'd be enough R&R for me crew. Haul their keisters back to The Victoria and I can promise that they'll plague ya no more.

Leave 'em where they be and the Mist will just keep bringing 'em back. She favors us more than she does the lot of you. That's what makes The Victoria a blessed ship.

[As the Captain speaks, the zombie parrot on his ( Read more... )

[The video flickers on and off and before stabilizing. Mist rolls across the screen, but the sound of rolling water can be heard, like the ocean. And there's voices.]

Eye, First Mate!

Aye, Captain?

Have ye got driftwood in yer ears? I said eye!

Eye?

Aye!

Aye, Captain!

[The mist rolls away to reveal a dead man's face framed by a white beard. ( Read more... )