―Nut, Ùod programme, l' phone play 🔥 ―Gleimmentaftø god, potennuftø gan enthensi… ―Nut, challenging birthday... ― ...deaf for Frood. ―En enchψö Bonne de Sjoen Lay He bewild ling j Councillors... ...a phel storm the Tugher, ...or some say it was pirates from the Maelstrom. They say she was lost here... ...in the realm of Luther Harkham. ...and to trespass in these waters is to invite death on board. ...but then they know nothing. You waste our time. Wait! This is the map you are looking for. A crafted by Captain Jacob Wolfhardt himself. I beg your patience. For its secrets are easily missed. Math Lanka has shown. ...a life-spent chasing tavern stories and myths. Sightings, eyewitness accounts, ...a hundred shipwrecks named and dated. Like you, Wolfhardt knew it was no storm or jagged rocks ...that caused their demise. It was the tide maker, ...the islander, ...the islander, ...the ancient Merworm, ...the elves named it Ammonar. Wolfhardt's ship, where is it? Ah, yes, it's final resting place. It was here he fought the beast, ...a fighting to the death. But one of his crew was lost. It was he who marked the map with this cross. The vengeance lies here. And if the story runs true, ...a weapon lies with her, ...a weapon to kill the unkillable. To challenge the beast is to challenge the sea itself, ...cursing all that sail with its retribution. Wolfhardt sought it for me for killing the beast, ...but the question remains, ...why would your kind seek it? ...haha. ...why all these storms go up? ...yes, hands beast. ...no matter who me. My lord, we have the map. What are your orders? Kill the beast. Resorrect the beast. Rule the waves. Fire, attack! Kill the mighty, you're rising from the sea. With each other's shells and the criminal's shells were caught in the sea.