The Dancing Dolphin was full this night. It was good business and Dan certainly did not mind it, his grin when he looked at Captain Macquain was proof of it. "Aye we just got a shipment o' ale from the good brewers on Cuba. Beer and ale we have a plenty. Or if ye prefer the finest o' rum we have locally made. It don't peel paint, but it will warm yer insides and make ye crave more! What suits yer fancy, good sir?"<br/><br/>The waitresses were all busy carrying mugs of ale and rum through out the tavern. Rowdy voices filled the place as old friends and enemies alike traded insults and good natured gibes on the news of Blackthorn's demise. Everyone wanted to find the fabled treasure. But none had a clue of where it might be. Truth be told every one of them had some ideas of where it could be found, but none wanted to share what they knew or thought they knew of it.<br/><br/>--------------------<br/><br/>Maria hurried through the streets until she got to the local jail. She was allowed in after a thorough search by the over eager jailer. "I am not carrying anything illegal to the prisoner! He is a friend and I just want to console him."<br/><br/>The jailer knew he could not get away with rape and he did not want to give her back the gold piece, so he let her go. "Aye, go see tha lad. Naught ye can do anyway."<br/><br/>Maria straightened her clothing and then walked behind the jailer as he jingled the keys. "You never know, Grundle, I might find a way to get him pardoned!" she declared with a saucy wink.<br/><br/>Randy heard them coming and reached out through the bars. "Maria!! I am so glad you came. Please tell me you do have a way to get me pardoned. I tried to tell them I was shanghaied off a merchant vessel from England and kept against my will. But they did not believe me. I am so scared they will hang me in the morning! I am innocent!"<br/><br/>Maria held his hands and tried to comfort him. "Randy, I know you are just a victim here. I will go and see the Governor and maybe I can plead your case and get you pardoned."<br/><br/>The jailer chuckled and went back to his chair, just out of earshot if they whispered.<br/><br/>"I am glad you came, Maria. You know I can only give some  hints, I do have information that may help someone to find the treasure. Maybe if you can't get the Governor to pardon me...you can find someone to break me out?" Randy whispered to her.<br/><br/>"What do you know? Randy, I thought Blackthorn always hid his treasure on an island somewhere. and he always told me he left no witnesses." she replied in an equally quiet whisper.<br/><br/>Randy leaned out through the bars as much as he could, "Aye, and he never took me with him on his sloop. It was a one man smaller boat that he used to take his treasure to the right island. He made the rest of the ship wait in this harbor, usually giving all who wanted a shore leave. It has to be an island close to this one. Or maybe on the other side? He often said he left a map that only a smart man could decipher. Do you have any idea what he meant?"<br/><br/>Maria had no clue. "I am not sure Randy, but he did pay for my tattoos and sometimes gave me some odd remark about following the rainbow to the pot of gold." She kissed him as best as she could through the bars. "I will go and see what I can do. I will be back, don't lose hope!"<br/><br/>And then she went to the Governor's house to plead Randy's case. But of course the Governor could not be swayed. She went back to the Dolphin and back to work. Hoping she could talk some brave foolhardy soul to help her break Randy out of jail.<br/><br/>