Watchin’ (Company) rise from a wee dinghy to a full rigged legend has been a sight fit for the history books. I’m proud o’ the battles we won, the storms we outran, and the victories we claimed. And never forget: keep (Company) sailin’ one step ahead o’ the fleet, or I’ll haunt the bilge.
But now the winds be shiftin’, and the open sea whispers me name. The time’s come for me to chase me long awaited dream of becomin’ a true pirate — aye, cutlass, compass, questionable hygiene and all.