The Creeping Terror of San Polimas

   He was counted amongst friends once. He felt like he knew the course, and tilted the sails just enough to get the illusion of catching wind. He never went more than 10 feet, however, and the crew found a way to fly away and leave him to gout and anxiety and madness for the rest of his short life. He rotted on the decks, and was dragged into the murky blue abyss by Cthulhu.