The lads finally got together for the new year to venture once more into the Dark Caribbean for Pirate Borg. In the previous gaming session, the lads finally eradicated the feral goblin threat to Port Nelson in brutal but efficient manner.
As we kicked off the new year's adventures, the lads finished taking stock of the booty they had discovered. The Captain had found the shrunken head of Lucky Jack in one of the goblin's tents. Jack was known to the Captain, the two having served together on a pirate ship some years before the PC's awoke as skeletal Haunted Souls. Jack had headed off on some wild goose chase regarding a mysterious treasure map and some buried treasure.
The Captain had thought the man mad. But it turned out that the treasure was real. Jack had found it, and clearly the feral goblins had found Jack. Lucky Jacks treasure had been placed as an offering to the feral goblin's idol. Now that treasure was the PC's to have. The Captain rolled a 99 on the d100 Buried Treasure table. That nabbed them a wooden box with 24 stacks of 20 gold coins (500s each) and 6 loaded flintlocks.
As they argued over how best to drag that lot back to Port Nelson, suddenly the idol was thrown to the ground and a giant roar bellowed from the gathering darkness. The lads looked up in shock to see the following...
So, it was now dark, the night sky illuminated by brilliant starlight but the land around them was pitch black. Climbing a tree, one of the PC's spotted a fiery glow off in the distance. Thinking it to be Port Nelson, they stumbled through the night, lost their way, climb a tree, reoriented themselves, and headed off again. Eventually they crested a stream embankment to enter another clearing. This time they found that they were in a village where the only solid structure still standing, and not on fire, was the Church at the opposite end of the clearing.
Movement caught their attention and they noticed slow moving villages heading towards them. The shuffling and moaning soon gave away that these were not well individuals, and the group found themselves about to be surrounded by Zombies. The Captain and one of the lads ran for the church and just manages to avoid the grasping hands to make it inside the building. One of the lads climbed a tree and began doing what he does best, blowing the bejesus out of one zombie after another. But there were many of them and the lads were hard pressed to suppress the threat. One of the lads chose again to stand his ground and took off his back Bianca (his beloved ship anchor) and started swinging away. He managed to crush as few heads as the others fired shot after shot, hoping to hit the zombies in the head.
The zombie threat finally removed, the lads gathered in the church. It was still night, and the only illumination within was from prayer candles over in one corner of the building. It was then that the lads noticed the priest, nine young ladies and their cadre of children, for all the noise of the battle had drowned out any other noises within. Some hasty talk managed to convince the priest that, although they were no saints, they were certainly not a threat to the survivors gathered there. By the morning, the survivors had come to realise that, by God's providence, these strange protectors were sent to save them.
The priest told the lads that a black mist had descended on the village and soon many of the villagers became ill and suddenly violent and horrific to behold. This was only two nights before and the survivors had gathered in the church hoping for a chance to escape. That chance had now come. The lads dutifully escorted the survivors back to Port Nelson where the "civilised" pirate Orc's were then convinced by the Captain that having more people around would help Port Nelson to not just survive but perhaps become a solid little trading hub. A bunch of humans running around wasn't much to their liking, but they were finally in agreeance that the Captain was right.
And so, our game came to a close for the evening and the PC's began to think of how, once more, they might possibly find their lost ship.




