It was then that he started to experiment on them. Ertun made some stronger, some faster, some smarter. He trained a handful in magic but they weren't...particularly good, just decent.But then he got... Hungry. Ertun made them pretty. Some of them down right beautiful enough to match the elves. Others...not so much. Then there are the ones he experimented on, their unique lineage also continued.He did that for a few years before the wizard grew bored with it and went back to normal magical. "It's the earliest date I could get everyone to agree to be available," he said."That will give me another day to put the final touches on my presentation," I said.Wanda and I worked all day on Monday, making sure every detail was correct, every calculation was accurate, and every graph and chart gave a positive impression to my pitch.On Tuesday, before the packages were sent out to arrive the next day, the thought came to me, what if the Lynch brothers really did have another party interested. I needed some kind of leverage.I grabbed some paper and pens and asked Jo to right down the timeline of events from when Mike and Sandy had moved in earlier this year to yesterday morning. Then on a separate piece of paper write down what happened from yesterday morning to right now. She looked at me kind of weird and started to object, but she started writing.When we were both done I asked her to exchange timelines with me. She gasped when she saw mine. My mouth dropped when I saw when hers. Looks like a couple of Spanish pigeons off course and needing our help."The lookout was almost jumping up in down in excitement because it had been several days since we had hove to in sight of any movement on the horizon in any direction. The voyage had been only mildly successful but at least we had not come to grief in coming in the sights of any Spanish heavily armed men of war or French naval brigs. We were only two small privateers operating out of the Dry Tortugas and no match for a.