Sea Serpents?!?

Ahoy mateys! I bring ye yet another interestin' development from the Land of Test.

Tonight, as is my wont, I stopped in to visit with me friend, Johnny McVane. I'm sure ye all know Johnny, what with him bein' the bartender at the King's Arms in Tortuga. Anyway, ol' Johnny and me go way back, and he's always askin' me to go kill some of his enemies. He pays decent, though, so I oblige him when I can.

On this fair evening, however, Johnny had a most unusual request:



Unfortunately, he wouldn't tell me where I might be a-findin' them serpents. And since I ain't seen none around these parts, I declined his offer. But now I'm wonderin' whether Johnny might've been hangin' about with that gypsy wench, Fabiola, and messin' with voodoo and pickin' up some psychic vibrations or such. Perhaps this be a vision of what the future holds?

I might want to be investin' in some o' that grape shot, after all.