[@spiral origin]


Ezekiel felt he was wasting time waiting around, instead of finding the book himself. He was walking away from the group, as they seemed more preoccupied with each other than with him.  Sneaking off from the group and towards the dense trees in the distance. Using his dagger to cut the vines that were blocking his way. He did not know which way he was going, but he was certain that speaking to the spirits would give him some clues. Making sure not to trip on the large rocks that were scattered around the island. Stopping at a corpse that was sitting against a tree. The corpse looked like it was killed by multiple sword wounds, Ezekiel presumed that perhaps there was a mutiny. Assuming that this corpse was the captain of a ship. Putting away his dagger, and pulling out his staff. Chanting in some strange language, while waving his staff back and forth. Conjuring the spirit of the captain, “[color=662d91][i]Chu’thu P’sfty Ta’gal Eatha’ma.[/i][/color]” Ezekiel could see the spirit of the captain starting to manifest. “What in gods name is going on? Where are those brig rats I call crewmates?” The spirit of the captain was a man in his old age, having a sour look on his face. 

“[color=662d91][i]Ello, our name is Ezekiel. We do not know where your crew is, but they may have suffered a worse fate than you. We have summoned you to help us find a book that was brought onto the island. Do you know if one of your crew was carrying the Kaz’arak?[/i][/color]” The captain rubbed his seethrough chin with his hand, thinking of if he had even heard of the Kaz’arak. “Na, I do not know of that name. But there was this strange book that Vavik fella was carrying.” This Vavik person sounded like they could still have the book on their person. “[color=662d91][i]And do you know where Vavik went? Is he on the island?[/i][/color]” Ezekiel was nodding his head before speaking again. “[color=662d91][i]If you can bring him to Vavik, that would be greatly appreciated.[/i][/color]” The captain looked at Ezekiel with a grin. “Aye, I could help ya but only if you destroy every corpse of those curs that betrayed me.” Ezekiel suggested the captain goes with him, to identify which corpse belongs to his former crewmates. “Aye sounds like we ave a deal. My name is Jebediah Killgore, a pleasure to meet ya.” The spirit held out his hand, to which Ezekiel stared blankly at since Kilgore was a ghost. “[color=662d91][i]Our name is Eziekal, pleasure is our captain.[/i][/color]” The necromancer bowed his head towards the captain. 

The two soon started walking towards the corpses that belonged to Kilgore’s treacherous crewmates. Ezekiel feels bad that he had to get rid of potential workers, but he had to do it so he could potentially find the book. Stopping at a pile of corpses, Ezekiel could tell that most of them killed and eaten each other. While others looked like they killed each other in a paranoid fit. Ezekiel before destroying the corpses, started searching for any salvageable items that could help him.