I would like to cackle in an evil fashion thinking I’ve thwarted you guys with another combo-extra-sode…but it seems that these don’t actually bother people so I’ll have to leave the cackling to Chagur. A little less talk on Baybreeze’s background then due to him, but hopefully you find the discussion meaningful or entertaining or you get mad or something. Come to the website if you can’t see the full background below www.pathlesspod.com.
* Born in the Kingdom of Cecil, Baybreeze Wimble Korren lived in a quiet forest town near the ocean with his gnome father, a woodworker by trade who is known for his wooden masks, and his mother, who assisted in the sale of these wooden items. Baybreeze watched day in and out as men and woman of all shapes and sizes came and went. He sat by the docks and listened to stories of love, loss, and triumph all due to the great sea. He could not accept a life of whittling wood like his father, especially for the creepy witches that would buy his masks. So one day he resolved that next time the tide came in, he would be follow it out.
* Baybreeze stowed away on the ship of Captain Basset who upon finding him, told him that one rule of The Craw is that all stowaways must fight for their lives. He handed his rapier to young Baybreeze and told him to fight if he wanted to live. Baybreeze with no hesitation picked up the rapier scared for his life and the crew all changed from threatening to laughter. Baybreeze has captain Basset’s rapier to this day.
* After 50 long years at sea Baybreeze worked his way up the ranks and built a name for himself on the seas. One night the Captain asked to see him in his quarters, the First Mate, a Tiefling named Tarta was discussing their next big take when Baybreeze arrived and was told to go to bed for the night. The Captain then took this time to explain to Baybreeze that though Tarta was the first Mate she values death over booty and no true pirate can live this way. He was getting old, being human, and in his 20’s when he first found Baybreeze as a stowaway and it was time for him to give up a life of sea. He dare not break the pirate’s code and give Tarta her spot as captain as she had been with him from the beginning, but he wondered if he could convince Baybreeze to retire as well and start a new adventure on the dry land of a new continent along his side. He claimed the next port was his destination and he was sure there was treasure and adventure waiting there, along with a reliable warm, dry, bed for his old body.
* There was only two days left till port when a sudden and violent storm hit the ship. Things were chaotic as they tried to hold the ship and all its cargo together and somewhere at the end of the storm Captain Basset was missing. Most chalked it up to his old age no longer being able to handle the high seas, some only thought but dare not blame Tarta who stood to gain from the loss. Regardless everyone drank all of the cargo worth of ale until they more or less crashed into a dock at port and stumbled onto dry land.
* Baybreeze was in the land of new adventure, and even if he didn’t know before whether he was ready to leave the seas he knew he no longer had a captain he could follow back out at this time. He traveled inward, maybe as a final gift to his resting friend’s spirit.
* He ported in Piazza, a large city with large houses that housed many in separate dwelling. There were men that opened the doors for these houses as if that were their full time job. What else was interesting about this town was that they seemed to have many independently moving mechanical objects. Some for work and some for pleasure, the town was full of vendors that sold little toys that could talk and move their arms with the wind of a key. While he was in port he also looked at the ships,