Ahoy, lads and lassies!
I am glad to let ye all know that Pizza Party's maiden voyage with Cap'n Boern (that be me) at the helm was a whopping bootiful success. Arr, I was lucky to have with me on board the fearsome crew of First Mate, Chief Cook Officer, Master Look-Out Person, and Shanty Leader
Ripkin; and Second Mate, Main Navigator, Leading Bootyfinder, and Designated Dollie Slayer
Ermien who sailed with me on these treacherous seas.
On the course of our journey we...
- Discovered and claimed at least a half-a-dozen wondrous islands
- Struck down what appeared to be a king of a whiffy ogre clan and thus making us ogre royalty by direct heritage
- Traversed through bogs and swamps to collect caps
- Had some delicious ogre steaks and rum
- Found out why "jungley" is a bad thing
- Solved the curse of a mystery island. Sort of. It's still cursed though. And a mystery
- Learned the important difference between a boat and a ship. Oh, and a fort and a fortress, I suppose, although there is no real difference
- Were chased by a flight of dragons which we managed to keep at bay by fighting and outmaneuvering
- Decimated most of the dolphin population
- Found more booty than a man can count with the fingers of his hand!
...and so much more
Sadly, the voyage wasn't without a loss as I saw my trusty boots sink into the abyss of the ocean. "The sea giveth, the sea taketh away" as we seafarers tend to muse.
Aye, this was but a scratch of the surface on the grand scheme of things and the Pizza Party is always looking for more crew for future adventures!
~Boern, Cap'n of the BSV Pizza Party
*attached is a picture of what appears to be a dragon attacking a ship. It could also be a fire-breathing seagull. It's difficult to tell*
