You awaken with a fuzzy head and with the memory of hearing fighting, trying to stand, a feeling of dizzyness and then darkness. Looking around you find yourself stripped and locked in the ships bilge along with the rest of your companions, a heavily wounded captain Thran, and the bodies of the Warcaster Jai, Father Brail and several other warders. Over the next several days despite a number of attempts you determine that the bilge is magically sealed and warded preventing the use of any magic and hurting anyone trying to force their way out. Your only contact with your captors being when a crewmember, that you recognize as member of the Swift Gulls crew, throws down a little food and water through the grate without responding to your questions. Five days after your imprisonment you feel the ship shake, the beating of wings and the screech of a large beast as it lands on the ships deck, several minutes later you hear the Swift Gulls captain speaking to someone whose voice you don’t recognize.
" Kazet requires immediate delivery of the cup"
“Of course Notaz, I’ll have it fetched for you. What about the prisoners?”
“He will want to question their Captain, a pity you weren’t able to take the Warcaster alive though he would have been quite the prize. Deliver them to Tormak in Morthyr’s Den, he’ll arrange for the captain and any others of value to be delivered and dispose of the rest, the Imperium is always in the market for more slaves.”
" Ah, here it is as requested. And our payment?"
" 5000 gold as requested" you hear the chinking of coins.
“Always a pleasure Notaz, will you require anything else?”
“Nothing immediate, but check with Tormak, he may have something, if nothing else he’ll have something to put in your hold to make the next trip profitable.”
You hear the screech of the beast, the sound of beating wings and feel the shutter of the ship as the beast carrying Notaz and the Cup leave.
Two Days later the storm hits, engulphing the ship, howling and tossing the ship about. Hours later the storm still raging, the ship groaning and creaking and the bilge half full of water you hear a horn and the roar of the ship’s of cannons firing. Over the next wile you hear the cannons fire several more times, then the grinding noise of two ships connecting and the sound of fighting. The next sound you hear is a crunching and the sound of breaking wood as the ship runs aground and begins to break apart. You are thrown against the top of the bilge, tossed about and briefly see dark sky, lightning and then water as the ship breaks apart dragging you down into the storm tossed sea.