after a long night at the Rusty Anchor drinking the local plunk Bill of Minoc was slow to rise, but even slower to comprehend where he was or better yet why was he standing on the flaming water tha..... wait.... the water is on fire!
*a cork in the bottom of the boat?* *scratches head* *a cork..... really?* does anyone know what this does? *pulls cork* *glub glub glub* Oh!
