MAROONED ODYSSEY
Lost in uncharted tropical waters and with a Spanish galleon in pursuit, a ragged crew of pirates becomes marooned on what looks like a desolate island. But this enchanted place holds many secrets they will soon discover.
Forging an unexpected alliance with a local tribe which, just like them, has suffered at the hands of colonial powers, they promise to build a society with their own definition of freedom.
To bring this utopia to life, they will first have to stand up to the Empires of their time…
Choose your Beer... and learn the story.
Insurgent Mutiny
To the Queen we were nothing more than pawns, employed in secrecy for her shady tactics.
When the war ended, we were swept under the rug.To our admirals we are peasant scum, sleeping in the ship’s wet, filthy underbelly and eating hard tack while they feast on luxurious meals up above. Many of us were pressed into service, grabbed from the streets, given measly pay, and receiving brutal punishments for the smallest of infractions.
Today this comes to an end. We are tearing their letters of marque, shattering their chain of command, and reclaiming our lives. All members of this crew will now be equals, receiving the same pay and voting on our course of action.
But first, we make them suffer…
Insurgent Mutiny
To the Queen we were nothing more than pawns, employed in secrecy for her shady tactics.
When the war ended, we were swept under the rug.To our admirals we are peasant scum, sleeping in the ship’s wet, filthy underbelly and eating hard tack while they feast on luxurious meals up above. Many of us were pressed into service, grabbed from the streets, given measly pay, and receiving brutal punishments for the smallest of infractions.
Today this comes to an end. We are tearing their letters of marque, shattering their chain of command, and reclaiming our lives. All members of this crew will now be equals, receiving the same pay and voting on our course of action.
But first, we make them suffer…
Bare Bones
Deep in tropical waters, a pirate crew was chasing after a treasure galleon carrying a coveted chest of hops, containing untold, exotic flavours, quenching even the deadliest of thirsts at sea.
During the chase, both ships were caught in a ferocious storm and got shipwrecked on a remote island.
Wounded, starving and parched, the survivors searched for the chest, until they found it washed up in a secluded cave.
With what they could salvage from their ship they brewed the hops into a beer.
What followed remains a mystery. All that was found of them were bare bones.
Not all treasure is silver and gold…
Bare Bones
Deep in tropical waters, a pirate crew was chasing after a treasure galleon carrying a coveted chest of hops, containing untold, exotic flavours, quenching even the deadliest of thirsts at sea.
During the chase, both ships were caught in a ferocious storm and got shipwrecked on a remote island.
Wounded, starving and parched, the survivors searched for the chest, until they found it washed up in a secluded cave.
With what they could salvage from their ship they brewed the hops into a beer.
What followed remains a mystery. All that was found of them were bare bones.
Not all treasure is silver and gold…
Mystic Incantation
An unforgiving moon rises to take the place of the scorching heat. Winds whisper through the bayou, announcing its ascension. They are the voices of souls trapped in these murky waters, forcefully taken far away from their homeland to endure a life of hardship.
But I'm forging a different path for my people. Together with others who have managed to escape, we built a sanctuary, disguised in the cover of the deep forest. I don't forget my roots; the mystic incantations of my ancestors bring me here this night.
I channel the pain of these tormented spirits, reanimating them to give them one final purpose so that they, as well as us, may finally find peace. Slay the oppresors.
Mystic Incantation
An unforgiving moon rises to take the place of the scorching heat. Winds whisper through the bayou, announcing its ascension. They are the voices of souls trapped in these murky waters, forcefully taken far away from their homeland to endure a life of hardship.
But I'm forging a different path for my people. Together with others who have managed to escape, we built a sanctuary, disguised in the cover of the deep forest. I don't forget my roots; the mystic incantations of my ancestors bring me here this night.
I channel the pain of these tormented spirits, reanimating them to give them one final purpose so that they, as well as us, may finally find peace. Slay the oppresors.
Spiritual Healing
For years I had been hearing stories of a voodoo priest who lived in our village. Although he performed healing rituals, people say he used his left hand. He practiced black magic. When he died, a towering totem was erected on a nearby hill to appease his spirit.
I was always drawn by the chanting and the beating drums coming from that place. One night, I followed the moonlit path and hid behind a bush. The women there were completely entranced, dancing as wildly as the flames at their feet. They were calling him.
Suddenly, I saw him rise out of the fire and point towards me. In a flash, his whole life unfolded before me. He was transferring his powers to me.. The gift of spiritual healing.
Spiritual Healing
For years I had been hearing stories of a voodoo priest who lived in our village. Although he performed healing rituals, people say he used his left hand. He practiced black magic. When he died, a towering totem was erected on a nearby hill to appease his spirit.
I was always drawn by the chanting and the beating drums coming from that place. One night, I followed the moonlit path and hid behind a bush. The women there were completely entranced, dancing as wildly as the flames at their feet. They were calling him.
Suddenly, I saw him rise out of the fire and point towards me. In a flash, his whole life unfolded before me. He was transferring his powers to me.. The gift of spiritual healing.
Stranded In Purgatory
We were shipwrecked, left only with the clothes on our backs, our cutlass blades and flintlock pistols.
When we finally awoke on this island, we thought we had reached paradise… Our tribulations seemed to have come to an end after months spent battling the ferocious storms of the high seas with no end in sight.
The dense jungles, lush mountains and cascading waterfalls of this place promised everything we needed to rebuild before continuing on our journey. The island was luring us deeper inside, and we answered its call.
But this is no sanctuary. Impaled on stakes my body slowly rots, submerged in stagnant water as the piranhas feast on me. I realize now that we are in purgatory. And we are not alone.
Stranded In Purgatory
We were shipwrecked, left only with the clothes on our backs, our cutlass blades and flintlock pistols.
When we finally awoke on this island, we thought we had reached paradise… Our tribulations seemed to have come to an end after months spent battling the ferocious storms of the high seas with no end in sight.
The dense jungles, lush mountains and cascading waterfalls of this place promised everything we needed to rebuild before continuing on our journey. The island was luring us deeper inside, and we answered its call.
But this is no sanctuary. Impaled on stakes my body slowly rots, submerged in stagnant water as the piranhas feast on me. I realize now that we are in purgatory. And we are not alone.