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Dear Diary   
05:48pm 11/09/2003
  Hello again, i've taken up Celeste's advice and decided to keep a journal after all, rather than one to simply placate her demands that i be a civilised sort.

Had some luck on a scouting saunter today, came across a countryless ship off the coast of Princepe.

As per the statutes, we offered a hail, and on being ignored, the customary warning shot.

(yeh, so some might say a volley of chainshot to the sails is an odd warning shot, but bear with me).

Jenkins, the one englishman i can stand to be on the same deck as without slapping them about (see later), decided it'd be a good time to show that i didn't hire him for nothing, by checking the captain of said placeless ship against a rough description of one "Sea-Witch"

which was as follows

"Sea Witch"- also goes by Rhianna Raven, Captain of the Morningstar (i suspect the ship name was Jenkins' first clue).
(Note to self- Add to Jenkins' rum ration)

So, emboldened by this information and a couple of snifters of Hugo's finest brandy the wife and myself had shared in our quarters, i gave orders to cripple the ship.

Rightfully so, this Captain Raven (if a pirate female can be called captain with any sense of dignity) returned fire, in a frightfully haphazard way, i might add.

She then proceeded (and this, i admit, requires some admiration) to ram and attempt to board "Le Juste".

The skirmish followed and both sides performed admirably, but, as expected, the disorganised criminal element did not stand against the organised might of my brave marines.

Not really having the manpower to search the ship properly, i had words with the captain and offered her an informal warning, whilst my darling wife did herself proud and kept her under guard.

(note to self: should probably work on my accent slipping when i encounter these lowlife, tends to impact negatively on my authority.. and also annoy the wife.)

Oh, thats right, i also said to her to tell that old sot Norrington i still expect to have my duel answered when i next go to Port Royale.
Apparently he is still rather scared of silk gloves...


anyway diary, thats today, i'll write back tomorrow night methinks,

Celeste calls!

Yours,
Allie		  
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Dear Diary   
10:18pm 09/09/2003
  Hello, old friend, i haven't written in you for a while, have i?

Truth be told, i'm only writing now because Celeste thinks i should keep up with my writing.

I'll master it someday, sure enough.

Oui, je vous connais lis ceci, amoureux, et oui, la présente partie doit montrer outre de ma capacité d'écrire en français et en anglais et

|< this section below translated from the above French >|
Yes, i know you're reading this, Lover, and yes, this part is to show off my ability to write both in french and in english and

|< this section below translated from the scots gaelic and sadly the original entry has been lost so we will have to suffice with the english. >|

the Gaelic too, so i'll leave you with this puzzling thought i know you can't understand, "i love you"

|< he returns to english here >|

Where was i? oh, yes, Dear Diary,

Today, i was called to Hugo's office, i don't think i need to call him "the right honourable governor" here, so i'll stick to Hugo.

Anyway, Diary, what do you know of this "Captain Jack Sparrow" other than the stories hes moon-struck?

Nowt?

No, me neither, but Hugo (and hence, by extension the King of La Belle France) believes him to be a threat to the strength of France's interests, and my own monarchs have went along with it...

Don't think i'll be getting back to ol' Alba any time soon.

And the weathers getting worse now, isn't it?

Damn, i'd best see if "Le Juste" is packed and ready and my men drilled, otherwise i'll be here till the warm seasons again.

It means more time away from Henri too, i already miss too much of him growing..

i think i'll go make up for my approaching absence now and go get gargled at for a while...

Yours
Captain Aleister James MacFarlane, Esq, but lets not be formal..

Yours
Allie.		  
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