OoC: Actually, I was waiting for KB to post something about how many cities south she wanted to go, or how many days... but it sounds like she's gone MIA again.
The first two days of the voyage go well. Jericho updates you on a regular basis, and he assures you that the Gazelle is making good time. Land is just out of sight, and she is clipping along at fine speeds to the south.
The third, however, begins with a light drizzle, the skies overcast and gray. Even after the rain lifts, the sky remains cloudy, and a light mist has gathered.
"This ain't good." Jericho observes.
A few hours pass, and it seems to be around noon. The Gazelle has slowed, and Jericho explained that they had for caution.
The mist has started to lift - then, a cry breaks the silence...
"Pirates! Starboard! They'll be catchin' us in a few minutes!"
"What do ye be wantin' us ta do?" Jericho asks, running up to the group. "They must've been followin' us in th' mist an' rain... we can try ta outrun 'em, but I don't know if she'll be able ta make it. We'll need ta get out inta open water, or else she'll trap us between her an' land."