“Ship´s Log of the Tal-Zarkas, 4th of December:
Writing: 3rd Mate Rotten Halibutt

The storm was just calming down and the crew as repairing the ship, as Chor-Angal reported a ship on the horizon. From the lookout he told us, that this ship sailed under the black flag.

PIRATES.

Captian Baz-Naruk corrected the course three points to the north, hoping to save their lives by avoiding a fight, but the winds were against us and soon the raiding horde entered out ship and the fight began.
Soon we spotted a ball, filled with gunpowder flying over the planks, those grunts had placed between our ships, creating a battlefield roughly the size of a bloodbowl-field. 'There is no star', a dirty and quite rotten seaman kicked the ball way back to their ship, but the bloodlusted buccaneers picked it up, and started to run to our ship with it.
A water-elemental rose from the sea and claimed to be a 'ref', but we were not sure, what he meant.

A bloody fight began and the whole crew froze in terror, as they wittnessed that a pirate named 'Lucky Wuhan' stomped on the head of their downed captain Baz-Naruk. Accidently, he claimed, but the evil grin became even broader, as he heard the last breath of our poor chief. That was too much for the brave crew and as soon as the mighty Sash-Na brought the mean, darkgreen creature 'Goz'k Elftorturer' to the ground, 'Whack! I´m slow!' crushed his boot between the legs of the orc... accidently... twelve times... as he explained to the 'ref'. "Whack! I´m slow.. I didn´t realized he was down." The badly hurt orc was carried off by some medical elemental and luckily I guess we won´t be haunted by his children.
The war was raging on and though the crew tried hard.. without their captain they could not prevent that the lightning fast 'Pete' placed the bomb on our ship.

Everything seemed doomed, but then our Captain walked out of the cabin, as if nothing had happend. "A smashed head is no reason to start living again!!" and rushed into the fight.

The stinkin git´s kicked another bomb to our ship, but the brothers Chor-Karvar and Chor-Angal recoverd it and placed it on the other ship just in time, being covered from the rest of the team. The mummies hitted one foe after the next one, but the refused to stay down. An explosion sounded over from the pirate-ship, but at once another another bomb came over, immediatly cought again by 'Pete the Rat'. He headded off for our deck, but was luckily stopped by Telwar-Nazz. The Chor-brothers headded off for the priate-ship again, handing the ball over to Bar-Karak, who easily ran over and planted.

The fight became more brutal and Rham-Ta, smashed opponent after opponent, finally crippling 'Dirty Dick Melton'. As 'Lucky Wuhan' started breaking one Rib after the other from our poor skelli, he was finally sent off into the ocean from the 'ref'. Further and further the crew fought their way to the Pirate-Captain. A mighty blow, brought him down in front of 'Whack! I´m slow', how started juming on his neck over and over again, till 'Captain William Cutting' took his last breath. The crew cheered, but too early! A pirate medic ran over and healed his boss. Only to carry him off soon after that, because 'Whack' gave him a nasty kick in the privates of the pirate.

With their Captain of the field, they retreated quickly and sailed off with their damaged ship. Leaving us to celebrate our immortal victory!”