**Garet, The Ocean - Not far from Coldcoast**

"Sir it's time to wake up." The voice seemed to shake Garet and slowly the blackness of sleep faded, replaced with a boy no older than thirteen. "Thank you Bagge." Garet said, and dismissed the boy. Unwrapping himself from the Ursaring cloak that was folded around him he put on his sword belt and stepped onto the deck of the fishing boat. What greeted him first was the cold which struck Garet like a warhammer, with a curse about the cold and rubbing his hands together Garet walked up to the captain. "So our quarry nears?" Garet asked, the captain just nodded and pointed just past the bow, if Garet squinted he could just barely make out the shape of sails. "Damn sailors and their eyesight." He muttered and readied himself. 

As the other ship got closer Garet knew that was the one he was hunting, a modified fishing vessel that had been pillaging up and down the shores of Coldcoast, and finally Garet had been roped by the fisherman in dealing with the pirates. Finally as both ships got within shouting range a hoarse sounding voice rang out. "Surrender anything of value and ye will not be hurt." A few other voices on the other ship affirmed this, and the captain looked to Garet for guidance who only shrugged, finally the captain spoke his voice shaking. "Alright, please don't hurt us." At this the other ship seemed to row a bit faster and then slow as it pulled up alongside the fishing ship, the boarding plank hit the deck with a heavy *Thud* and a few men wearing a loose assortment of armor and wielding an diverse set of weapons strode on deck looking everybody up an down and then their eyes settled on Garet who walked towards the men his hand on the hilt of his blade as they took in the man they smiled and one even cracked a joke.

It was the last thing he uttered as Garet struck like lightning, in a flash his blade was drawn and the man was holding his throat droplets of blood flicking off the edge of Garet's blade as he swung. At first the men were caught by surprise but as it dawn on them that they were being engaged by a single man they turned to him for battle one swung the ax he had been using as a weapon but Garet easily side stepped and cut him in across the knee, another came to take his place swinging wildly but he made a mistake and left himself wide open for Garet to run him through, finishing off the wounded man he turned towards the third who ran back up the gang plank Garet in tow.

As Garet proceeded onto the pirates ship he proceeded to dispatch pirate after pirate his movements were like that of a dance that even the most graceful Kirlia couldn't keep up with, as he turned to finish off a man he saw another charging right for him and Garet knew in that instant it was his death by the time he would bring up his sword things he would be dead, but a flash of red emerged from the water at great speed and slammed into the man when the man went down a magikarp was bouncing around on his chest trying desperately to get back to the water, Garet only chuckled and began to heave the fish back into water. "Thanks Piscis." He said, as the magikarp slipped back into the water with a seemingly all knowing wink and slipped back below the surface. As Garet turned around to see if there were any other challengers he let out a sigh of relief as none came, the deck of the pirates vessels were filled with the dead and dying men groaned and screamed. The image seemed to bring Garet back to a time so long ago, shaking away the thoughts he proceeded to explore the pirate ship the fishermen from the village coming to explore as well.

He found the pirate captain below deck dead. The man had killed himself rather than be captured, returning back to the boat with the other crew members and leaving heading back towards the village Garet was left with one question that seemed to stand out in his mind. *"Who armed these pirates, and why did the captain kill himself?."* Whatever the answer was it couldn't be good for the little village of Coldcoast or Garet.