Dance of Dragons

Oh do I have a story or not.
 
As I stated earlier in my last catairsis, the absence of my countrymen from the spring of peace had to lead to some alternative solutions. Minus Craic.
Enlisted on a big fecking ship that came into harbor because they seemed the safest option - sailors, not pirates, big ship, decent captain.
 
Of course we headed straight for a pirate ship of some type that had been terrorising the lands in the north of the Alliance. Now I'm no stranger to the law of the elders and the root of Kilbarrian prosperity, and the age-old slogan of our old half-official naval forces still ring true - "the strong do what they can and the weak suffer what they must".
Seeing as this is evidently a wealthy land one could argue that there should exist a militia - or some form of security forces able to handle pirates. A navy? Some larger state power than relying on a rag-tag bunch of sailors to handle your problem while the civil population is suffering. The pirates should not have been the strong part in this.
But luckily for the civil population and unluckily for the pirates - there's always a bigger fish, and the strong becomes the weak. This "mermaid" which I have enlisted upon is a big fish.
The ship is filled with good lads, battlehardened and tough. Hard to believe they are not pirates - the loot that could be had by this crew would be immense. The moral compass of the captain however , is admirable and strong.
 
Regarding the mentioned lack of action by the state parties in this situation - we had a meeting with some type of lord that allowed us to just waltz into his chambers, where he begged for help, aiding us remarkably in which way to go and search for information. Admirable and a complete fecking goonery. All that show and fancy castleing, and the lord just sends the problems down the ladder to people not even employed by the state. Idjit. Still, we went after the pirates.
 
Did i mention that this fecking mermaid ship actually goes under water? UNDER. WATER. What in the everliving moment is that? A ship going under water is supposed to sink, alas we did not. Soon Crows will moo and Osnarians will grow a brain. Completely mental. Off we went to find the trademark storm of the pirates - and found it we did. Fucked a couple of pirates up properly, but these pirates were appearently a pretty front for the real oppressor in the scenario - a large blue monster of a dragon. Gives me reason to believe that I should houl me whisht about that dragon I saw back home as a lad, it was probably at best a large seagull.
The dragon casually blew the mermaid and three crewmen to kingdoms come, and the captain called for retreat. I lopped off some heads, and then the resident prince of the ship turned into a dragon himself and proceeded to sink the pirate ship, after having gotten a proper amount of attention by the larger blue dragon. We fecked off under the waves away from the big fecker, removed the sails of the pirate ship and started to head back to the town of the lord that sent us out, because feck that shit, I am not up for going dragon hunting when all I bargained for was a respite from Osnarians nosing around the spring.
 
Regarding the characters of the ship - I find it most important to note on the two most eccentric. We have one person claiming herself to be Frankonian, and seeing as every other Frankonian in the spring has had the same accent and behaviour I see no reason to disbelieve her. She does seem somewhat less of a Pox than the next character, the prince.
Nobles are of course all the same. This noble, although both him and the Frankonian denying it, has the same characteristics of any other noble believing themselves to be ordinary functioning beings - megalomania, denseness and complete lack of tact and understanding of normal peoples worries.
 
It'll be an interesting trip to say the least.