141 Muddy Waters - The Pirates on the bay (IV)

The dark night enveloped Frostwave Bay as the gentle glow of the torchlights cast long, dancing shadows on the icy ground, the flames fighting bravely against the cold wind. The stars twinkled in the sky, accompanied by the soft light of the full moon being reflected by the serene sea, like the eyes of an ice goddess. However, danger lurked beneath the calm facade.

The small ships navigated slowly through the waters surrounding the bay. The hulls barely made a ripple as they crossed the rocky barriers guarding the harbor entrance. Not a single light or sound came from the ships, shrouding them in an eerie darkness as they approached the city.

Each vessel carried a crew of about twenty men, huddled together with their eyes fixed on Frostwave's docks. Among the crew stood a figure with a scar etched across his cheek, crouched near the bow of the leading ship, his eyes emanating predatory intent.