Don't feel bad however. He died in a state a euphoric bliss. Sure it was chemically induced by several rather large tentacle beasts rather than having stumbled upon true nirvana. Still, his mind was only vaguely aware of the fact.
His only real regret was that he hadn't had time to implement house-girls joining the raiding parties themselves. The lack of any female presence during the sexual arousal caused a nagging sense of confusion that became the brain aneurism that actually killed him. Well, that and the lack of aid the remaining members of his crew gave him. They jeered and taunted and watched from a distance. They never did like being call "The Pink Ladies," and he was considered rather evil by the townsfolk.
Oh, and in case you are wondering... Three members of the crew returned and were put on recruiting new members.
