Shipwreck from big storm

It has been an exciting month. I went with Julius to deliver some prisoners to Italy and got caught up in a North Easter. The ship was wrecked and we lost all our cargo but all passangers survived. We washed up 0n an Island called Malta. We had just eaten the last of our food so the timing was good. The natives were nice to us. Built a big fire to warm and dry us. One of the prisoners amazed us by not suffering any harm from a snake that bit him while he was gathering wood for the fire. His name was Paul. He worked some magic and healed a bunch of folks too -- starting with the father of the chief who was entertaining us. So the islanders are real happy with us and giving us everything we need to set sail again.