Captain AsRa set sail alone to find a rare rum for his father. His journey led him to a strange island town where the locals were overly kind, too kind. While distracting him with gifts and praise, they quietly stripped his ship of treasure. When he caught on, they turned violent, caging and beating him for sport.

Then the truth surfaced, the townsfolk were under the control of a warlock. The dark sorcerer cursed AsRa, killing him with sheer magical pressure, only to raise him again as a skeletal servant. After years of torment, the warlock let him go, still cursed, and returned his ship.

Back home, AsRa found fear instead of welcome. His crew turned on him, refusing to believe his story. Branded a monster, cast out, and left with nothing, AsRa now sails alone, an undead pirate feared across the seas.

To be continued.

The Rotten Raiders went underwater and attacked a passing ship without realizing it carried Nagas, serpents who could also breathe underwater. In retaliation, the Nagas summoned a mighty sea witch with a spellbook. She captured the raiders and blasted their captain, Barnacle Bob, far across the ocean.

Surviving the blast, Bob swore vengeance. He journeyed through the deep until he reached a coastal camp. After telling his tale, the locals agreed to help, for a price. Bob paid, and together they sailed to the site of the attack.

They defeated the Nagas, but the sea witch slaughtered the reinforcement, leaving only Bob. In a final strike, he destroyed her, freed his crew, and recovered the spellbook.

Now, with the sea witch’s power in their hands, the Rotten Raiders rule the seas.

Draven Grimtide was once the most feared pirate lord to sail the seas, ruling over a vast naval empire unmatched in size and strength. His forces were not only skilled in battle, but so numerous that fear alone often won their fights. Though Draven had it all, power, wealth, and unwavering loyalty, his hunger for more never ceased.

Consumed by greed, he began secretly taking larger shares of the treasure, sending worn out soldiers on dangerous missions, and spinning lies to protect his power. For a while, he got away with it. But whispers of betrayal turned into outrage, and soon the empire he built rose up against him.

Castles burned. Ships were set ablaze. His once loyal fleet became his enemies. In the chaos, Draven fled, hiding in the shadows. When a group closed in on him with torches and steel, he hurled a smoke bomb and sprinted to a nearby sloop, escaping by the skin of his teeth.

Years passed. Draven, now a shadow of his former self, returned to the ruins of his shattered empire. He wandered the scorched remains, sleeping where thrones once stood. But he wasn’t forgotten. A band of soldiers had waited, knowing he would come back, and this time, they came to end the legend of Draven Grimtide for good.