Advisor's Son

Chapter 12 How Many Pirates Does It Take to Defeaet a Cyclops?

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That book looks familiar, though I can’t explain why.

Soft thudding of boots against creaking wood got my attention and I didn’t need to turn to see who it was, “Captain, are you sure about these two?”

“Sylin, do you have an issue with the boy?” I asked, noticing her staring at him. At the moment he was at the back of the ship sitting on the floor leaning against the railing unconscious.

“I have an issue with his company, she’s obviously in league with the dark gods.” She said, concern and bitterness in her voice. 

I sighed, “Be that as it may, we do not know where we are and she’s offering to tell us, and if things go well the lad will be in our debt, and if he’s a good man then he’ll pay it somehow.”

“Using a boy before he even reaches adulthood.” Sylin sighed, shaking her head though she had a playful grin.

“We’ve done worse.” I shrugged with the same grin.

“I expected better from a goddess.” She teased.

I rolled my eyes, “Not if this goddess is patron to the riff raff like you.”

“Oh, how you wound me captain.” She laughed as she hit my back. 

I glanced behind me at the lad. He was waking up and Old Rom was approaching him, well he has the lad.

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A screech greeted my ears as I woke up.

Confused, I looked up to see a large bat big enough to carry a full grown man. It was staring at me with curiosity.  

“Do you know where the pirate goddess is?” I asked the bat, which just tilted its head like a curious dog.  “Would you like me to describe her?”

The bat nodded its head as it seemed to sit down like a dog in front of me.

“Well she had this white hair that kinda reminded me of the color of pearls.” I told the bat who chirped, “Then these striking sapphire eyes. I couldn’t tell her jaw line because a bone covered it. Scales on her arms and hands.”

That's when a thought hit me as the bat looked off to the side at something or someone, “She may have been a tailless mermaid because she had these serrated peg legs and scales on her legs above them… well on her lower thighs then.”

Beside me someone a few feet away stifled a laugh while I also heard, “What did he just call me?!”

“You can talk?” I asked the bat thinking it was the bat that was talking. “Well I have seen weirder.”

Next thing I knew I was being picked up by the pirate goddess, “Oh the goddess. You are one of the prettier goddesses I have met.”

“Captain, he’s delirious. I wouldn't take his words at heart.” Some male voice said. 

“You know no one calls me a mermaid!” She yelled down at him.

“In his defense, he called you a tailless one.” A closer female voice said, sounding like she was trying not to laugh.

“As if that is better, Sylin!” The pirate goddess countered.

“Please put him down.” Sarthoreal’s voice came, “He is not in his right mind at the moment.”

Oh right I am sic-

I quickly pushed myself away from the pirate goddess and hit a railing, which I swiftly turned and bent over as I vomited more blood. Maybe a pint of blood or so, but it left me feeling weak and I collapsed to my knees.