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Wanted Pirate
After a long day 'o plunder 'n drinkin' spiced rum. Think I was drunk that day. I found myself at Driftwood Island, fell asleep. I heard screams comin' from th' din'y, maybe it was a fellow scurvy pirate or Johny-boy Smith askin' fer me help. Before I sail out as I make me way towards it, thar was a mysterious shadow! I was afraid and passed out. Thar be somethin' 'bout 'tis place that gives a spine chillin' feelin'. If i were ye, stay away from that place! Ye may shout never trust a drunken scurvy pirate, but 'tis be what I saw.
I have to be off now, i be needin' to slumber. I be never goin' to Driftwood Island ever again.
- A Drunken Pirate's tale