The Buccaneers Bay

[Capt. Henry Morgan]

Captain Morgan stormed into the Bay. It was clear to everyone around that he had not had a good day. Word from the docking bay was that he came in with his Barghest barely hanging together, maybe damaged beyond repair. Charles quickly pulled a pint of the house ale, which was usually the Captains preference when he was angry.

Morgan picked up the glass, and drained the contents without a word, though clearly his mood hadn't improved. After the glass was empty, he hefted it a moment, then without a warning he heaved it across the Bay narrowly missing a maintenance worker sitting at one of the back tables. He had everyone's attention.

"I've had it with the Joker! Him and a few o' his painted thugs are making a laughing stock out of us, and it stops now! I want him dead, or paying us to be in our space!"

Now that his outburst was over, the worst of his anger had passed, and he was able to think a little more clearly. He took a deep breath and continued.

"We been getting a little too sure of ourselves lately, lads, and we finally found a threat that isn't going to keel over easily. From here on out, I want you to avoid him if you don't have a good chance of winning. Let him call us cowards and every other name in the book, it's never bothered us before. Only challenge him if we can get some lighter bombers and fighters both on him. That means I want to see more o' you in fighters, understand?"

With that, Morgan ordered up another drink, and drank away the rest of his anger.

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