Caribdus: Dark Waters
Born in England 25 years ago, Lewis was the British junior fencing champion. At the age of 17 he joined the crew of his father’s ship, the Rosebud, to learn the family business – the spice trade. The rough and crude nature of the crew was quite a shock and completely opposed to the Gentlemanly ways Lewis was brought up with. On Lewis’s first voyage the Rosebud drifted into a fog, though the dense mist the crew could hear the cries of a young girl. Once the skies cleared it left the ship sailing in waters unfamiliar to the Captain and crew. They came across creatures the likes of which they had never seen, walking and talking fish-beasts and crab-people. The Captain was convinced that they had all died and gone to hell. The Captain sailed the seas as if completely mad when the crew decided to mutiny. The First-mate, now in charge, was as rough and uncouth as any of the crew. He captained the ship as a pirate, looting and pillaging around these strange seas. This lead to greed and dissidence among the crew, some left, others were killed, their numbers replaced by members of the local population, and we began to learn more and more of the place we were now forced to call home.
Seven years Lewis remained on the Rosebud until one fateful night when something large breached the hull, the drunk and lazy crew unable to repair the ship before it sank, taking the majority of is crew with her. Lewis salvaged enough floating debris to fashion a basic, one-man, raft. The ship was headed for a pirate port, and Lewis knew it wasn’t far away, so using a broken plank as an oar, he paddled for three days and nights until he reached land. He found his way to Brigandy Bay, where he searched for a suitable crew to join.