PROMPTING A SUMMONS TO ANOTHER SEPT. 14TH 2011

Herein lie the accounts of Our Man, Capt. of Sea Crow, prior owner to the Isle Daithes, Cursed Soul and Woeful Widow. All entries herein under penmanship of WARWOOD DAITHES.

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It worked. It worked. It actually worked. I AM FREE! ALIVE! AHHHHHH~!

THE AIR! THE SEA! MY SOUL! AH~!

So long! So long have I slept in that spot! Waiting for my host! What perdition it was to be dead. How long have I been dead? Damned, is what I should say. No, it was those years ago I made the deal with Natas. Now I arise from the Inferno, to redeem myself. That soul that was Our Man is dead, bless him. Sad life he had. His ghost shall forever lurk the Sea Crow, another crew member for the taking. How should I re-account this long chain of events across time? How?!

To begin with, I was a cursed soul who made a deal with the devil. I was slain by a blind man and my body was no longer an object for captivity. I had always practiced voodoo, and even moreso a deeper and darker sort of thing...

It was in these acts I damned my soul. I had no hope. I was sent to that deepest void, that ninth gate. I have anguished for so long for redemption. How was this redemption possible, I ask myself? It baffles me, but the tides speak of a certain final penitience that I took with Natas. In those final moments I must've regretted wholly what I chose. For that Blind Man...and my Uncle....MY UNCLE!


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What has happened to him...? How long has it been? This mountain range is unfamiliar to me. The air, the place. Where am I? The Sea Crow is docked it seems from what I've read from this mans journal. It seems like my soul and this ritual was apart of some foul...no...oh no. It couldn't be possible unless...unless Vincent was able to gain access and become an eternal servant to...that thing. He must've gone bitter when I died. My scrolls, and writings...I was so corrupt then. No more, NO MORE. I must fix these things. I must clean them, break them asunder. I must contact these people Our Man speaks of, understand what he did. Speak to his ghost. Yes, I must act now. We've not long on this earth if what I think is going to happen...