| After Pardre Fin gives a brief mass burial at see for the corpses of
the pirates (Fin said that only the worst of people don't deserve some
type of funeral service), the supplies and keepsakes that the werefolk
can easily be carried are crammed aboard. There is BARELY enough room for
every man, woman, and child (or whatever you want to call the offspring
of the werefolk) aboard. Fred sets sail, as quick as possible, and spends
some time giving a crash course in sailing a ship to a nervous band of
desperate folk.
Latter, a Dragon Mage known as Minestus lands heavily on the ground
of the isle. What he has seen overhead leaves him speechless. Bodies of
his failed subjects, the Forsaken are everywhere. More are in areas that
they should be warded against. Finally, when he comes to the ruins of what
was the cave of his sister in everything but blood . . . . . . he screams
in despair and anger. In his rage, he does what the werefolk had feared
he would do, he flies all over the island, torching everything in sight
. . . . .
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