Merfolk's Lullaby

A New Prey

Three flagons of brandy and a fine meal claimed the last of my coin. Fortunately, I already have a new bounty in my sights. The simpering woman in her tent at first refused to hand the wretched paper over. “Too dangerous”, she said. What rot! I might well have turned my blade upon her but for my cardinal rule: I never kill for free. The paper is mine now, regardless. And who is this Briggsy? A capering child, it seems; a pirate more concerned with showing off than amassing any great fortune. She is known to make camp at Discovery Ridge. Doubtless I shall catch her there at play. We’ll see how long her humour lasts.

Merfolk's Lullaby