Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34818102-20180531154132/@comment-30717141-20180531170039

Evendur knew a lot of people, and many sailors were among them. He asks a ship capitain that he had helped cure his scurvy a year ago. "Captain Argama, Do you about this?" evendur show the parchment to him. "yeah, I do... Why?"

"I want to go there, and I'll share some of the bounty with you If you help me get there."

"I'm sorry, Doc, but I can't. The Island's cursed. Entire ships and there crews go missing there."

"Argama, you know that's just superstition, right? I know magic is real, but locations are Almost impossible to make magical, unless you're a god of some sort."

"I know that. I also Know that it's goddamned cold and stormy there. But If you want to go there... and knowing your reputaion as a doctor and adventurer, I'm willing to take to Zipangu itself, then you can find a ride there yourself."

"Deal."

-Four Weeks Later-

The Ship Poseiden's ram was ready for it's voyage. the ship had departed, and was about three weeks left in the journey, Until a massive storm hit...