The sea was calm that night; so we set sail to accomplish an important task after an unhealthy - far from being sober - decision. Lads... we were really drunk that night. We just wanted an excuse; and the calmness of sea was enough of an excuse for us. We thought that we could do it. We had hours of conversations of how it will be done. We were decisive! Now, we; a ship full of drunk pirates are passing through the dead-calm river of Cuthail, echoing our songs under the Rainbow Bridge of Scathnar on our way to accomplish our important task; to kill Poseidon.

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