Corsairs of Umbar

The corsair ship rocks from side to side, carried around by the waves all while being pushed ever forward by the strong winds in its sail. The corsairs on it however, all too familiar to the movements of the sea. They had little to no issue walking all over the place as if it was on dry land. “Check on our new catch!” The captain of the ship yells out. They are halfway to Umbar, returning from a successful raid along the southern Gondor coast.

“Wear this,” Rhoshira said, flipping an eye patch at him. The sailors wore them when going in and out of the ship's hold, shifting the patches from one eye to the next, so that they would not have to wait to adjust their eyes to the darkness, and so be at a disadvantage. 

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With wrath and great heroicism we sprang after Mr Elessar and his ghostly army of ghoulish wraiths, shouting, ‘Hurrah!’ and ‘Now you’ll get it!’ and ‘Die!’ as we chased those wretched corsair pirates from Umbar.

“‘The truth, when you finally chase it down is almost always far worse than your darkest visions and fears.’ — Hunter S. Thompson

3015, Month of Narbeleth: City of Dol Amroth
 

~~The Ambitious Corsair~~

Part IV

~~The Ambitious Corsair~~

Part I