The Voodoo Hunters/Chapter1

Skull's Thunder was the most preferred tavern on Padres Del Fuego, though the least visited in the Caribbean. Most people who landed on Padres just went to Ratskeller, the tavern at the dock. Leon Plunderfish considered himself the pirate with the most knowledge about Padres, and one of the most knowledgeable pirates on Port Royal. It was on this fateful day the Leon was visiting his favorite tavern of all, Skull's Thunder. Most of his friends were out on quests, so there was not many people to talk to. Leon was just about to enter Skull's Thunder when he heard a voice.

"Hello there, Leon." Leon turned to see who it was. He was a well-built man, with broad shoulders and powerful arms. He was wearing a forest-green coat and a high-point hat. He had a black goatee, and a handlebar mustache.

"Who are you, and how do you know me?" Leon asked the stranger.

"I'm on a mission. I've heard of you, and have a request." The man replied.

"You've heard of me?" Leon asked. He did not consider himself well-known. Those who knew him knew him well, but not many others knew of him; or so he thought.

"Yes, I know you, and I want you to join me and my colleagues to rid the world of voodoo."The stranger sounded serious, though it was an unthinkable idea.

"You want to rid the world of voodoo? Is that a good thing?" Leon asked.

"The voodoo will leave the world on its own eventually, but if we let that happen, a great cataclysm will occur; the world may be destroyed."

"You haven't told me your name yet."

"My name is Brian Fireblast. I am a Voodoo Hunter. I will tell you more later, for now, meet me in two hours at the jail." The man left without another word. Leon wondered what he wanted, possibly for him to become a Voodoo Hunter, or maybe it was a trick and he wanted to kill him. An irrational thought, Leon had not made any enemies; unless someone just wanted to get him off the seas. Leon was a good sailor and had sunk many a navy and EITC ship. Only time would tell.

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