Pirates of the Black Cuttlefish
Aboard this fearsome vessel are not mere humans but the most ferocious creatures of the ocean. Giant crabs, shark-men, and sea witches stand ready to show the world who the true predators are and who the prey is. Ships of humans, elves, goblins, and beastmen will be crushed, their treasures filling the hold of ``Black Cuttlefish``, and the blood of the defeated offered to the great Forgotten God.
Dr Shark Collector of Teeth
$10.00
“Landlubbers always talk about sharks and teeth, but what do they know?” – Dr. Shark proudly displays a collection of teeth from opponents he personally killed.
Crab Pirates set
Their shells are impenetrable armor, and their powerful claws can crush any obstacle. These monstrous creations of the sea skillfully scale the sides of ships, redefining the concept of “boarding.”
Crab Pirates set
Their shells are impenetrable armor, and their powerful claws can crush any obstacle. These monstrous creations of the sea skillfully scale the sides of ships, redefining the concept of “boarding.”
Pack includes
Davy ``Tentacle`` Jones, Captain of the Black Cuttlefish
$10.00
In taverns along every shore, bards sing tales of Captain Davy Jones. Some say he was born in the darkest depths of the ocean from a mollusk shell, brought to life by a giant shark and a whale, or even emerged from spilled blood. Few dare interrupt a bard’s wild imagination to ask for details.
The truth, however, is both simpler and more complex, as is often the case with such beings. Captain Davy Jones was once a man—or a goblin, or even an orc. It’s hard to say, as few survived meeting him. Regardless, he was a pirate whose name was cursed by the greatest kings, the terror of the richest merchant houses, and the nightmare of all captains who sailed ships larger than a fishing boat.
Davy Jones looted ships with the ease and ruthlessness of a child playing with leaf boats in a stream. He chased down ships, sank them, and shattered them to pieces, ignoring all resistance. In his cabin, he proudly displayed posters from kings, dukes, admirals, and merchants promising rewards for his head. He laughed at the priests—after his third bottle of rum, their sermons on mercy and warnings about the gods’ wrath sounded like nothing more than the buzz of annoying mosquitoes.
He despised the gods so much that he could be called the first atheist of Signum. Among the few, the gods kept a watchful eye to ensure that non-believers didn’t linger in the world of the living for too long. More than songs of fearless pirates, people love to hear about their terrible fates. And Davy Jones, the superstar of his time, couldn’t escape this destiny. When his luck vanished like the morning mist and his ship sank, he did not beg for mercy. No, the captain cursed the gods and everything that existed until his last breath.
And here’s the paradox: thousands of monks pray for years, and hundreds of hermits journey into the mountains and deserts in search of revelation. They do everything to one day hear the voice of a god. Yet the gods speak to those who never wanted to know them. While the gods worth mentioning raised their glasses to celebrate that this troublemaker and blasphemer, Davy Jones, would no longer offend the world with his presence, one god was interested in the dying pirate. The Great Forgotten God reached out his long and repulsive tentacles toward him.
“I accept your spilled blood as a worthy sacrifice,” he proclaimed as if the captain was his loyal follower and as if there was sacred meaning in his murders. “You have always seen the ugly side of this world. False gods, with their weakness and so-called ‘love,’ have poisoned it. Become my weapon and continue hunting the servants of false gods! Prepare the world for my return!”
The blessing of the Forgotten God restored the broken pirate ship, now known as the “Black Cuttlefish.” The transformed captain once again took his place on the bridge. Tentacles grew in place of his beard, and seawater flowed through his veins instead of blood. But his heart remained stony, and his greed, insatiable. The only thing that changed was that the captain found a god to whom he was willing to offer sacrifices.
Not because he felt grateful for the salvation. Davy Jones appreciated how elegantly the Forgotten God insulted all other gods by performing this miracle.
Davy ``Tentacle`` Jones, Captain of the Black Cuttlefish
$12.50
In taverns along every shore, bards sing tales of Captain Davy Jones. Some say he was born in the darkest depths of the ocean from a mollusk shell, brought to life by a giant shark and a whale, or even emerged from spilled blood. Few dare interrupt a bard’s wild imagination to ask for details.
The truth, however, is both simpler and more complex, as is often the case with such beings. Captain Davy Jones was once a man—or a goblin, or even an orc. It’s hard to say, as few survived meeting him. Regardless, he was a pirate whose name was cursed by the greatest kings, the terror of the richest merchant houses, and the nightmare of all captains who sailed ships larger than a fishing boat.
Davy Jones looted ships with the ease and ruthlessness of a child playing with leaf boats in a stream. He chased down ships, sank them, and shattered them to pieces, ignoring all resistance. In his cabin, he proudly displayed posters from kings, dukes, admirals, and merchants promising rewards for his head. He laughed at the priests—after his third bottle of rum, their sermons on mercy and warnings about the gods’ wrath sounded like nothing more than the buzz of annoying mosquitoes.
He despised the gods so much that he could be called the first atheist of Signum. Among the few, the gods kept a watchful eye to ensure that non-believers didn’t linger in the world of the living for too long. More than songs of fearless pirates, people love to hear about their terrible fates. And Davy Jones, the superstar of his time, couldn’t escape this destiny. When his luck vanished like the morning mist and his ship sank, he did not beg for mercy. No, the captain cursed the gods and everything that existed until his last breath.
And here’s the paradox: thousands of monks pray for years, and hundreds of hermits journey into the mountains and deserts in search of revelation. They do everything to one day hear the voice of a god. Yet the gods speak to those who never wanted to know them. While the gods worth mentioning raised their glasses to celebrate that this troublemaker and blasphemer, Davy Jones, would no longer offend the world with his presence, one god was interested in the dying pirate. The Great Forgotten God reached out his long and repulsive tentacles toward him.
“I accept your spilled blood as a worthy sacrifice,” he proclaimed as if the captain was his loyal follower and as if there was sacred meaning in his murders. “You have always seen the ugly side of this world. False gods, with their weakness and so-called ‘love,’ have poisoned it. Become my weapon and continue hunting the servants of false gods! Prepare the world for my return!”
The blessing of the Forgotten God restored the broken pirate ship, now known as the “Black Cuttlefish.” The transformed captain once again took his place on the bridge. Tentacles grew in place of his beard, and seawater flowed through his veins instead of blood. But his heart remained stony, and his greed, insatiable. The only thing that changed was that the captain found a god to whom he was willing to offer sacrifices.
Not because he felt grateful for the salvation. Davy Jones appreciated how elegantly the Forgotten God insulted all other gods by performing this miracle.
Corsars from the Black Cuttlefish set
These corsairs do not fear drowning—for when they sink into the ocean’s depths, they simply return home. The Forgotten God has granted them the ability to breathe as easily underwater as on a ship’s deck, and they fully exploit this blessing. The corsairs of the Black Cuttlefish are truly cold-blooded! Born among the ocean waves, they look down on the feeble attempts of other races at seafaring.
Corsars from the Black Cuttlefish set
These corsairs do not fear drowning—for when they sink into the ocean’s depths, they simply return home. The Forgotten God has granted them the ability to breathe as easily underwater as on a ship’s deck, and they fully exploit this blessing. The corsairs of the Black Cuttlefish are truly cold-blooded! Born among the ocean waves, they look down on the feeble attempts of other races at seafaring.
Pack includes
Corsair Whale with Octopus
$15.00
“Every drop of enemy blood is our gift to the great Forgotten God!” with this battle cry, the Corsair Whale and his faithful octopus pet go to board.
Corsair Whale with Cannon
$15.00
A big guy needs a big gun! If you have a real whale on your team, armed with a ship’s side gun, then the enemy doesn’t have a single chance to win.
Sea Witches set
Blessed by the Forgotten God, these pirate women are not only skilled sailors but also powerful sea witches. They summon nightmares in which their victims are tormented by the Forgotten God himself. Commanding the winds and fog, they whisper spells that make sailors’ hands wither, tear apart rigging, steal stars from the sky, and transform strong rum into water. It’s hard to say what terrifies sailors more.
Sea Witches set
Blessed by the Forgotten God, these pirate women are not only skilled sailors but also powerful sea witches. They summon nightmares in which their victims are tormented by the Forgotten God himself. Commanding the winds and fog, they whisper spells that make sailors’ hands wither, tear apart rigging, steal stars from the sky, and transform strong rum into water. It’s hard to say what terrifies sailors more.
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