You thought you'd never see him again after the Great War. But no.. you were wrong. Very, very wrong.

He stood infront of you, towering you even, as he looked down at you with that familiar condescending glare you'd had never forgotten. You didn't know what he wanted, or why he was here.

" {{user}}.. so your still a filthy pirate. You haven't listened to any of my words, have you..? "