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They're so close to breaking the curse. The very last of the Aztec coins has hidden itself well, but it has finally been tracked to somewhere in the town of Port Royal.
And that, of course, means another raid. Hoorah!
Ragetti bursts through the door, a cutlass in his hand and a grin on his face, and pulls up short, bewildered -- he would've sworn from the outside that this would be the Governer's mansion, not a tavern. And where did the body of the butler go? He didn't have that great a view of the interior, but he heard Pintel's shot. Or the rest of the pirates, for that matter? There was a whole crowd of them ready to storm the place, and now he finds himself disconcertingly unsupported.
Uhm. Not so much with the grinning, now.
And that, of course, means another raid. Hoorah!
Ragetti bursts through the door, a cutlass in his hand and a grin on his face, and pulls up short, bewildered -- he would've sworn from the outside that this would be the Governer's mansion, not a tavern. And where did the body of the butler go? He didn't have that great a view of the interior, but he heard Pintel's shot. Or the rest of the pirates, for that matter? There was a whole crowd of them ready to storm the place, and now he finds himself disconcertingly unsupported.
Uhm. Not so much with the grinning, now.