User blog:John Breasly/King's Journal 2/18/1725 (2011)

Two days ago, that pirate spy Erin Amorous was supposed to leave port. Unfortunately, do to voodoo of some sort, no one could leave their houses. I peaked out the window of my room, to see a thick green mist covering the ground. ''Not a creature in sight. That held for two days, nearly! Since then, townsfolk have been weakened, and found recent possessions stolen from their pockets!''

''Now I've found out what Erin was up to. He was playing matchmaker between a fellow down at the docks of Port Royal, named Sid Tackem, and a beautiful young lady on Tortuga, who's name I've yet to find out. Ah, love...''

''Recently, my good friend Jack Swordmenace has retired. I'm very sad to hear it, but he was old, and I didn't want to see him get hurt. He's a good man, though he's a little strange at times.''

''Since the mist cleared, strange things have been happening. Many people have found strange swords. They called them "Darkfire Cutlasses". What could this possibly mean? There is also rumor of pirates using voodoo enchantments to make all the gold in the Caribbean double! If I could get my hands on that, I'd use it on my treasury for life!''

''Oh, what it was to be young. I've found many great things in my travels, but now, adventuring is so much harder.''

For now, I must retire,

~King John Edward Marvolo James Breasly III of England

Pain is temporary, but Pride is forever!