Alright...this is definitely not a favorable scenario. It appears that after a few ignored warnings and tickets from your friendly coastguard, my pride and joy of the waves has been --momentarily-- impounded.

In Spain.

In most cases, I would simply snatch her back and make fast the main sails...getting the bloody hell out of there. However, my crew was also taken from me and pressganged into making immense sombreros as punishment. I was not willingly present during this period of arresting, as it were.

So, after whoring myself across several miles through various and disgusting venues, I am currently in Florida once again...just, with no ship.

Something to think about...