It was a risk, but I was right to take it. Our repairs had left us low on supplies, and I could not rule out the possibility of another attack.
I do not know how the pirates divined our heading. Perhaps it was mere chance, and yet, when I set foot on land, her Captain was lying in wait.
Had I sent my crew, they would likely be lying in pieces, but my bones were forged in fire. In moments, it was he who lay broken at my feet.
As before, our Commander bound the fool’s spirit so that he could not return from the Sea of the Damned. He will plague us no longer!
The final leg of our journey sees us pass Flintlock Peninsula. Until then, I have much to consider. Once our mission is complete, what will become of us?
This is the fourth journal you can find in the Seabound Soul tall tale. You can find this journal on a rock next to a tree a tree on the South East side of Scorched Pass.
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