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Fiona’s accounte of the adventure on the farthest island are somewhat incomplete, as her remembrance of the place is somewhat hazy and nonsensical. I have tried to question Hawk and the sailors who accompanied them on shore, but there are still gaps and odd inconsistencies in the story. So bear with me if the followingFortsæt læsning “12. Spirits”

Truth is that Goldmouthe’s reputation never quite recovered that flight. The remains of his men where hung, that is those who actually survived and didn’t manage to flee into the jungle. The rumor where soon spread that Goldmouthe had fled from a personal fight with Fiona Blackwell; that she had no quarrel with his men,Fortsæt læsning “11. Brotherhoode of the coast”

On our way back I ran into Nwgolo, quite the young man now. He wore an officers’ band of the White Gang – it seemed my luck followed me still. Nwgolo was happy to see me (I believe he had had a crush on me when we were kids), and he was quick to joinFortsæt læsning “10. Making war on Goldemouthe”

Fiona’s narration continues: “On our way to Port Royal we paused at Jamesport a few days to take on supplies and to let the Captain spend a few days with his fiancée. Jean-Luc and I took some time off to looke at the sights. The rumours in the town were amongst others that a codorianFortsæt læsning “9. Port Royal in Goldemouthes grasp”

We set our course west. The directions we had were as I have previously explained incomplete until the captain noticed some numbers on the only key yet unused. We added the number and lo and behold; We had our destination! We were heading far into the Rainsbirths Sea. In addition to that I had alsoFortsæt læsning “8. Lord of the winds”

“As we lefte Port Royal I saw my old nemesis enter the harbour; Goldmouthe sailed past us on ‘The Fury’. She lay heavy in the water, and filled up with cargo as she was, she would be no threat to us. I hoped that was the last we would see of that accursed ship. GoldmoutheFortsæt læsning “7. Saint Jamesport – City of the dulle”

Ah, Port Royal! How goode it was to be back! I much prefer having a deck under my feet to dry land, but Port Royal is unsteady enough to suit me. We had barely reached ShantyTown before we were attacked by eight meanlooking hoodlems. They must have been new in town for they didn’t reactFortsæt læsning “6. Following clues”

The following story she tolde me herself – only a few details have been added by others. I will attempt to present it to you as she did to me. I hope she will forgive me if I remember phrases wrongly or make false assumptions as to the meaning of her wordes. Fiona told me:Fortsæt læsning “5. Treasure Hunting”

…Missing pages… A weeke after Charles’ tragic death the crew tooke a vote for a new captain. Fiona looked upon the Querida as her inheritance, but Alejandro (the first mate) did not see it so. A vote was taken, and as Fiona later tolde me: ‘He was better at cheating than I and thus heFortsæt læsning “4. St. Thomas”

Fiona had lived in Mamasitas Inn for 4 monthes when Charles arrived. He was already captain of the Querida at that time. Mamasita introduced father and daughter. Fancy Michael, who sailed with Charles at the time, has told me how the meeting tooke place: ‘Thar she stood, the lass, not more than yae high (indicatingFortsæt læsning “3. Going out to sea”