While the primary summarization of this trip shall be handled by my astute partner Blublood, I felt it incumbent upon myself to set the tone for any outlandish tales that may soon follow. It is important to understand that many things, while exceedingly entertaining at the moment of their enactment, are often only understood under the proper influence of mind altering substances. Unless, of course, you are one of the chosen few whose mind knows no boundaries of sanity or common sense. I consider myself and my esteemed brother founding members of this exotic tribe and therefore accept no responsibility for any misconduct either stated or implied.
It is paramount, however, that we understand one simple principle when traveling along through life. We are indeed ambassadors… not only for the betterment of mankind, but for the expansion of SD and the continued recruitment of new members. As with any type of cultural representation, the best way to lead is by example. It was with this eager goal of honorable representation and kind hearts that Blublood and I first stumbled upon what we immediately recognized as a permanent symbol of SD and all that it stands for.
Far, far away, toward the southern most boundaries of the region known as West End on the island of Roatan, there is a special place. This place is filled with the enchanted spirit of the sea, the salty legends of yesteryear, the cool refreshment of Cubra Libra (spelling?) and the smooth tan skin of residents and tourists alike. This magical place is known as “The Black Pearl – Bar on the Beach – What a Dive”. It was on one of our happenstance travels to this locale that I first discovered this rare treasure that so perfectly embodied the spirit of SD and immediately Blublood and I started to forge a plan to obtain this rarity. I must confess that it was truly the bright coloration and edifying verbiage that first attracted my sight to this beautiful piece and NOT the exquisitely elegant manner in which it was displayed... Though I did notice the delicate grace and craftsmanship of the display instrument.
I won’t bore you with the details of our acquisition, but rest assured that we would not leave the island without this treasure. Together, Blublood and I proved a formidable team and that evening, we stole away into the obscure darkness of the street with this beauty clutched firmly in our grasp. We tell you this tale now, not because we seek fame or fortune for our efforts, but because we require your assistance and support in delivering it to its’ rightful bearer. This piece is truly one of a kind and as such, it is a special person within the SD tribe that must retain and protect this rarity. For she, like this rare treasure, embodies the very soul and spirit that is SD. It is her daily perseverance and dedication that captains the ship we all sail upon. So, without further ado, Miss WreckWench, Blublood and I would like to honor you with this very special gift. Our wishes are that you would graciously accept this offering we bring, knowing that it is truly given from the sincerity of our hearts, and in the steadfast spirit of SD we would ask only that you cherish this as much as we do you and adorn it in the same glorious manner that we first found it.
Fellow divers, please help me in encouraging WW to share this treasure with all of you by supporting my request that she post a picture of herself with the treasure, adorned in all its’ splendid beauty. Even now it is on it’s way to her location, where we pray that it shall remain for eternity.
Sincerely,
Neptuner & Blublood
