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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Quickleaf" data-source="post: 6831740" data-attributes="member: 20323">Nassau, 13th March 1712Dawn came slow, eating away at the tendrils of fog clinging to the northern shore of New Providence Island. It was half past 9 by the time the trio of Katerina, Fenris, and Nia made their way to Blackreef's Tavern. Etienne and Blaise were seated within, enjoying a steaming slumgullion of carrots, peas, onions, sausage, mussels, tomatoes, and rice. Off shore, Native canoes and fishing boats plied the glassy waters. A massive ogre tattooed with anchors and mermaids lumbered along the shore, mucking out a boat stuck in the sands with the receding tide. And the Winchelsea, with her faded blue and gilded paint, was bustling with activity as privateer Captain Read Wallace continued his preparations for his treasure-hunting venture.At last, the five - Katerina, Fenris, Nia, Etienne, and Blaise - were gathered around the same rough-hewn wooden table on the veranda outside Blackreef's. Cups of bitter coffee, a tray of sourdough, and a pot of slumgullion were laid out, covering a crude map of the island carved into the table along with several names and nonsensical messages left on that table where many an adventure began.du Tourbillon's man, Badouin, comes along, dressed in his same pressed white, grey, and blue Mughal naval uniform. "Good morning, nanpari! It is a good day to find some God-damned treasure, isn't it?" he intones in his heavy accent, head bobbing as he smiles. Pursuer appointed by du Tourbillon, Badouin had a considerable set of linguistic skills, and moreover he'd provided an exhaustive list of supplies and their prices needed for the treasure hunt of a lifetime.</blockquote>

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