The Voodoo Hunters/Chapter2

An hour later, at the Padres Del Fuego jail, Leon Plunderfish was waiting for Brian Fireblast. A Navy Veteran walked by, and gave Leon a disgusted look. The jail was situated right outside Fort Dundee, and Leon wondered why they didn't go ahead and put the jail inside the fort. Just then Brian showed up.
"So, are you willing to join us and hunt Voodoo?" Brian asked.
"Depends. What do I get out of it.?" Leon wasn't willing to a lot of charity work.
"You will get clothes, a decently powerful cutlass, you will be part of a plot to save the world, and money. What else do you want?"
"That's good. I have some friends, do you want them to join?"
"Perhaps. I will have to interview them. When can I meet them?"
"In about three days."
"Sounds good. Our hideout is in the Wicked Thicket on Port Royal. Here are the clothes, you can pick up the sword at the hideout."
"Will anyone be there?" Leon wanted to know if he was falling into a trap.
"Jack Firewalker might be there. Our next meeting will be in a week. Try out the sword, do whatever you want, then come to the meeting." Brian Fireblast walked away, leaving Leon standing there. He put on the Coat and the hat. He would put on the rest for the meeting. He set sail to go get his sword. Leon had the Port Royal Teleport Totem, but he preferred sailing on his Flagship, the Shadow Maelstrom, a war Frigate.
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A week later, Leon Plunderfish was heading into the Wicked Thicket. With his skill, the enemies were no match, but they could swarm you; even if you were swarmed by relatively un-skilled enemies, it could still spell disaster. He had told Nathaniel Waterbones about the idea, and he was psyched. The Voodoo Hunter's Cutlass was not the most powerful sword in Leon's arsenal, but still a good weapon.
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