"Just make sure the wind stays at our backs," The captain said, standing tall and letting the sea wind buffet her hair as much as it buffeted the sails.  The small effect made her and the ship seem almost in sync.  Kate turned to Lea after taking a moment to consider the manner of spoils available to them.  "The only other thing I need from you, Lea is to be our good luck charm."<br/><br/>The Crew of the Black Dog would soon find themselves put to the test.  Within a few days, they had reached their destination.  The Straight of Moraz was out of the way and far from any ports worth a damn.  However, it's very remoteness had made it perfect for the Montaigne's new hidden trade route.<br/><br/>When the Black Dog arrived at the straights, they could just barely see two vessels in the distance.  One ship was a sloop, small and fast and would be hard to keep up with.  Even a ship as swift as the Black Dog would have a hard time running her down.<br/><br/>The other ship within sight, a big fat caravel would be easier to board, but it's appearance was much more typical of the kind of tramp freighters that could be found anywhere.  Perhaps it carried nothing more valuable than grain or lumber.  Or perhaps it's shabby appearance was just a way of hiding the valuables within.<br/><br/>"Full sails!" Kate said, gathering up her senior officers.  "We've got a choice to make.  Do we go for the swifter boat, or the fat merchantman?  We can't possibly capture both before each go over the horizon, and a Montaigne Patrol could happen upon us at any moment.  What are your thoughts?"