All hail Odin!
As you have seen, a third faction is gaining traction. I have on decent good intel that tonights pumpkining of spawn was part of a initiation ceremony with this Pirate Council, or better they are fighting amongst themselves. Of course they struck some key targets to try and shift the blame towards the magnificent WoO. It happend on the same night as the twofaced backstabbing wannabe pirate, Kat got her seat at the Council of Pirates, i rest my case!
As the good neighbour and friend that I am, I placed their leader, Pirate Boatslut, aka Rosleen, behind bars for torture and questioning! She broke free after while abusing her Trident like a "retarded dolphin" as the Melon Queen once so beautifully put it!

Upon arriving home I was sadden to see the Melon Queen displaying her lack of boat building skills. A viking making birch boats! It was truly shocking and sad. As we discovered tonight the Melon Queen and I actually come from the same village. Unfortunatly for her, she was traded off for half a sack of potatoes when she was an infant, and raised by some vegetables or something since. She has missed out on all the boat and ship building classes we had to do as kids.
I knew what had to be done. I said farewell to my village, and a few selected men and myself set sail for the Northwest! We can do that you see, because we are smart viking that put our village up the river so silly raiders wont spot us so easily! Said river ends up in the ocean you see, really clever this bit! But I digress, we set sail and off we went.
After some lovely days out on the open ocean, we arrived at this cold and unwelcoming Northwest! We are currently "Hangout" outside the Melon Queen's bay. She has some interesting looking docks, and her ships have rudders... have we underestimated her? And why would melons grow in this climate?
Either way, I have sent two of my men in an OAK dingy to shore to arrange a meeting with the Queen.
On the way up to the NorthWest we met upon this curious local man, He said he was the Queen's most loyal servant, but he asked for some banners to decorate his home with. Beeing the generous vikings that we are, we of course granted him his wish. This fishy character must have been left alone for good long while on his little island, he was using melons for his roof!
