Treasure Island. It was there on the old map, marked clear as clear: Treasure Island. But alas, when we arrived on the spot to bury the Captain’s booty, there was nothing save a peninsula. It had all been razed by that bloomin’ corporate pirate Wally. So we struck off in a N-Easterly direction until we hit water. There were signs of habitation but we kept away from them and successfully stowed the treasure.
Feel free to put your plunder from your hunts to join our piratey things, heh heh heh......nothing too big, though; those dastardly pirates who don’t do anything take up a lot of room.
Plaidbeard would never admit it, but he has a penchant for blue things and that’s what he keeps his valuables in....a small, translucent, blue chest.