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Good morning Drachenfels!
Suffering from a serious hangover Sir Henry woke up this morning and felt an urgent need for maritime air and a relieving bush in the nearby forest (no further details!).
Stumbeling down the stairs of the Parrot Bay Inn he noticed a strange scent - somewhat "fishy", with a note of moldered wood. After a short walk, two glasses of refreshing knucklebrew, a giant tobacco pipe and three dead mongbats Sir Henry felt strong enough to search for the source of the strange stench.
"Holy Swordfish!", Sir Henry grunted, "My mailbox is stinking as if a bog thing died inside and rotted there for weeks!"
Henry piped down, opened the box and looked inside: "What is that, in the name of the seven seas? Looks like a kitchy present box! Who might have...?"
He pulled it out of the mailbox and went inside. "I will open this box", he thought, "but first I need a mug of rum!" After three and a half glasses of rum he decided to take a nap...
Two hours later he woke up and found himself lying on the floor of his Parrot Bay Inn - with a strange stinking present box in his arms...
"Argh, I knew I forgot something!" Sir Henry put the box on the bar and opened it carefully! "Kinky kobolds!", he yelled, "What a lovely collection of deco items!" He found some fishing nets and paddles, an old watch and a worn off painting, a pirate´s hat and - of course - the source of the stink: some rotten deep sea sponges and fish heads.
"Har har", Henry laughed, "this is a nice welcome for an old scoundrel like me!" He pulled out his pipe, lit it and made a short walk to his friends that were banksitting at the West Britain Bank. They told him that a certain Frarc was responsible for this nice (and stinky) surprise...
"So, Frarc", Henry yelled, "thank you for your nice welcome! Come here and get a present in return - a nice bottle of Knucklebrew! It will burn your guts!"
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I don´t believe in Tangle - it doesn´t exist!
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