Morskie Opowieści [Sea Stories]

You tried to get Blundr's map to slip safely between the Angry Waters, but the work in the tavern did not go your way. You have fallen into the hands of the same pirates whom you boldly looted a few days ago, and are now rotting on the lower deck of their ship, in a slave cell. Fate is perverse, comrades, very perverse! Your torturers are playing happily, unaware that the ship has just entered the tentacles of a death trap.