(Nassau. Fuck...this place had changed in the last few years. Ox looked to his side, where Dillie was keeping watch ahead.) Wait for the signal, mate. ‘Till then, eyes on the patrols.

*Nassau. /Bienvenido al infierno/, Ham thought glumly, as his small skiff pulled up to the mooring post. A place where the dreams are crushed, and good honest people are swept away like ash, and only the undeserving and the abhorrent succeed. He had avoided returning home for-

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LAYOUT FOR Royal Governor, Lord Petyr Baelish ! huge credit to Wisp for the help creating these headers; please don’t forget to credit; — ChemicalBlayde & Wisp

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“Wishing you all a Georgian Christmas. Do not be late for morning prayers - do not drink neat rum.” Gluttony is not a cardinal sin. #MerryChristmas

Robbie Taggart Royal Governor, Lord Petyr Baelish 𝒞𝒽𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓈𝓎 𝒯𝒶𝑔𝑔𝒶𝓇𝓉 *Lyle’s dark eyes twinkled as he grinned at the Scot.* Think y’understimatin’ who y’talk’n to Rob... Unlike som’, /I/ ‘m still in th’life. M’name still means some’in in these waters. ‘ll fin’us a crew. Y’see ‘f y’can contac’ y’r ol’mate ‘bout sails ‘n colours. *He slid the card-

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Sending this to lady Noor @OrientalEnigma. It has a happy ending. 🐘🐘🐘