The Libonotus Cup

Synopsis en anglais

“You? Win the Libonotus Cup?” Sammy scoffs. “I'd be impressed if your ship even makes it to the starting line tomorrow morning, let alone Portobello.” “Aye,” you say, “me ship may have taken a beating in that last raid, but I'll bet ye 500 doubloons I can still beat you to the finish line!” You'd better get to it, the race starts at dawn and your ship isn't exactly seaworthy at the moment.