Looking for trouble with a candle in broad daylight.

Okay, so the flesh eating squirrels sucked muchly.

Getting thrown to the Kraaken for being a stowaway sucks, I think, even more.   Well for being a MAN and a stowaway. How was I supposed to know that in that 'verse being a man is bad luck on the seas? And Sparrow shouldn't have been that gleeful.

I smell like fish. I don't think I'm going to stop smelling like fish for a while.

Actually it's more charrred fish than anything else. I had to blast my way out ... with fire ... from the damn thing's gullet.

And then I was stuck in the flamin' ocean, surrounded by fish guts.

Frozen fish doesn't smell so bad. Frozen fish thawing smells very bad.

I need a shower.

Or ten.

I hate the fey. No really, I do.

Do you know what they want from me this time? Find the other four fey champion weapons. Apparently out of the five of them only the sword wasn't lost. How the HELL am I supposed to find four weapons out of a gazillion weapons out in the world? Hell, the multiverse?! Because the fey champions could travel worlds.

I'm just supposed to know. Bah.


In other news, Kips picked up Mad Maudlin today. She said I could borrow it when she was done. MWAHAHAhAAAA ERIC!!! Heh.