Defile of the Slobbernaught

Fanfic for "Pangorio"

"Slobber and Teeth"

Wherever the Slobbernaught sails, the sea grows foul and the land is left in ruin. The crew does not simply raid once and vanish — they carve a path, a defile, through the waters and coasts. Every few years they return to circle the same towns, revisiting their old wounds and tearing them open again.

Ships are their favorite prey. Masts splinter, sails burn, and crews are left broken in the water. Yet no harbor, no farm, and no chapel is spared forever. To be marked by the Slobbernaught’s defile is to know your peace is temporary. The pirates always return, and each time the land and sea are left more corrupted than before.