Snippet #2106358

" we'll be hitting a port before we leave the islands. I'd like it if you took inventory of the weapons both big and small, and let me know what we need." The captain told William. It sounded more like a request than an order but he obeyed none the least. He walked around the lower deck to search for the situation with the cannon. Eight cannon, in all, four on each side. There was forty shots between them, which was not enough if they were to fight a proffesional naval ship. There was, however, one barrel of gunpowder staitioned at each cannon. That was the only thing he found suitable.

His search continued with looking deeper into the ship. Eventually he came to the supply storage room. It was a mees to say the least. From the looks of it there were two flintlock muskets, four flintlock pistols in horrible shape, a rusty cutlass, and a half empty barrel of gunpowder. The food was the type that could spoil on the sea, he even saw a wheel of cheese in there.

William came back up deck an hour later to report to the captain. Walking up to her he wondered how she would take the news. Might even break the bank. "Well Marie, it's not good. We need more cannon balls an gunpowder to go with that. We should buy more pistols that are in decent shape as well as some more swords. The food needs to be restocked too. I'd say potatoes, onions, apples, dried meat, dried fish, an lots of water will do. Rum if you want the crew to have a higher moral if you know what I mean." He chuckled at that but then got serious about it again. "It won't be cheap but if you'd like I can pitch in too. Though that's dependin on whether or not we'll be stoppin at Havanna or we'll still be in Haiti. Either way it's bussiness." He finished his report with that proposal. Of course he would have to recompensate him for the investment.