Hello you scurvy sea dogs. It is your flee bitten brigadier Balloon009 [Ausar]. Some of you may have run off to Nassau, while we wait. Others have sailed to dead water and seduced by sirens song of other worlds. Others vanished beyond the rift and fallen of the edge of the world.
But I thank yee, for those heartless bastards who still here with us today. We know the world is being built, Poseidon spins his grudy trident. Bringing our world by the minute of every hour, of this law forsaken world.
So let’s drink our rum and feast while we can. For once the sails rise.... be sure that we will turn on one another. Me certainly will slit your all throats. But for now, sing me a song of your exploits.
And smooth sailing for you all, lubbers. Arrr!!!