Lawrence's Journals

Entries 1770-1774
December 10th, 1770  Southampton, England

My time here in the Royal Navy Acadamy here at my home of Southampton is coming to a close, and i can't take it anymore. All this marching and drilling is pointless without a fight. That crude Ernest from the East India Company is to be blamed for the long two years i've been sentenced here, and he has the nerve to 'arrange a marrage' between me and that hag of a daughter, Lily. Well, tonight is where I will finished our little qurral we started in my family's warehouse.

Febuary 20th, 1771  Somewhere on the Antlantic

It's been two months since I left Southampton, with nothing but my chest, the clothes on my back, and hundreds of miles between me and the noose back home. After killing Ernest, I left a note for Lily saying that the wedding was off and that I never loved her anyway. Apparently she went to the Company and placed a bounty on my head alive, thankfully, but also in a black suit and a noose for a tie upon my return. If that wasn't worse enough, I received a letter from my mother back in Ireland that my younger brother was pressed into the Company and sent to India as means of blackmail, along with burning down the family warehouse, to try and draw me out. The only letter i would have ever sent back was this:

"Dearest Mother,

Please do not worry about me, for I will not return home until my misfortune has passed, or if brought home in chains. I am heading for the New World to ensure that I make a Fortune and ease our family's woe. I send you my love and pray for better years to come. Yours, Lawrence."

I never received a letter from her again.

March 1st, 1771 Nassau, Bahamas

This morning, I arrived in the town of Nassau, where I ran into unexpected company. Two Navy soldiers from Southampton reconisder me and gave chase. I managed to lose them in the Market, but ran into a large crate labeled "Property of the East India Trading Company" and was nailed in by mistake. I can barly make out my writing with such little light, but I am enjoying all of these salted hams. I do not know where I am going, but i'm guessing back to England.

March 8th, 1771 Kingshead

My guess was wrong. The ship I was on arrived to an Island fortress called Kingshead somewhere in the Caribben. I'm now in the Keep, chained to a bench and guard by a East India guard. It's a funny story how I was caught. Apparently all that salted ham was for the garrison and the soldiers carrying them reported some constant smells and sounds, so they dropped the crate and there I was, lying there barely awake. I didn't seem to care at the time until I heard the sounds of irons being placed on my wrists. "Hey, Ain't her the bloke who killed a Company man back in England?" One soldier said. "No. He's the one that Company man's girl wanted back with a noose for a tie." Another soldier replied. I'm now waiting for the ship to take me home, back to my doom. Can my life get any worse?

March 15th, 1771 Rambleshack

We're making a stop for the night here, and suddenly, they left me here. It turned out that Lily had died from a horrible accident with a wedding dress corset and couldn't breahte. It felt that my troubles were finally over, but then I forgot about the hanging back home and tried to sleep it off. That's when I met a pirate named Jack Sparrow...

November 15th, 1774

It's been three years since I ran into Jack back on Rambleshack, and so far I've made a living as a pirate. fighting Jolly Roger, the Navy and the EITC, looting, sailing and learning about Voodoo after my fancy play with a sword and gun. I've help retrieve the Black Pearl and claim a cursed sword from El Patron's lair on Raven's Cove. I am truly enjoying my pirate life, and also a ship load of gold.