Ye wouldn't believe how long it take to hike inland to this Alexandria place. Has put a right hole in me right boot. And me left boot.
But I got here just in time for the late registration. Still waitin' to hear from the bonny Miss Connor, but I didn't see any other "me"s in the line (and I'd been told seeing another version of yerself isn't an uncommon thing in these parts), so I am a mite hopeful that I might be allowed into this fine learnin' establishment.
I saw some fine-lookin' wenches wandering around the yard, too, so I'm eager to be on me way and explorin'.
I'm to be roomin' in town with some landlubber named
psycho_jackass. The gold I recently stole found acquisitioned will be enough to pay for me tuition and me board. This Logan fellow also has a lovely radio set that he said I could be gettin' me hands on. No one has set up a pirate radio for the school yet.
And what, I ask ye, is a pirate radio station without a pirate?