After dragging myself out of bed with a monstrous hangover, I notice through the window a rowboat fitted with a lantern heading towards the beach. Grabbing the telescope from the table next to me I peer out towards the boat and see a friendly face. An old fellow named Schmitt who has joined me with our previous captain, prior to our battle with the burning blade. It's a welcome surprise to see him alive after such a battle, but with his skill in gunning and sword I could not see a better fit for my crew.
