Crack it open, inhale the musk of its pages, and learn something new.—In-game description
A Pirate's Life laments all the rules and taxes in Cyseal.
| “ | ★The book's tight binding belies its age. Bits of crumbling pages stick to your fingers as you turn each page.★ A Pirate's Life Shipmate Faulkerson's Diary Whoever came up with the idea to go hunting for treasure in Cyseal should be keelhauled. I cared not for diaries before we ended up in this accursed place. As I fear the end is nigh, I feel obliged to warn my fellow pirates: AVOID CYSEAL. As sunny as its beaches are, as golden as the sun shines its cobblestone roads, equally corrupt is this hellhole. There are laws for everything in Cyseal, and every law contradicts the other. The beginning we tried to work alongside the system for some time - better to ease down the locals' suspicions, you see. But I fear every trader that sets foot in Cyseal must become a pirate or an outlaw, whether they realize it or not. There are taxes on docking a ship. There are taxes on owning a ship. There are taxes on docking without a ship. There are taxes on boarding and unboarding the ship, but one cannot unboard without having boarded in Cyseal first. Oi! What's it even mean? There are taxes on entering the tavern if you're not a Cysealean. And there's a law against entering the tavern if you ain't a Cysealian. Unaware, you enter, pay the tax, and then get thrown in jail when the locals realise your anchor's set elsewhere! But that's not the worst part. We came here looking for treasure. There is a skull-shaped cave on the beach, and the captain is certain there's a pirate's bounty within. We have sent out a dozen of our best men a fortnight ago, but they've yet to return. The rumour amongst our men is that the cave is haunted. Hogwash! The rest of us'll investigate tomorrow, if our crew has not returned. Then it's 'Goodbye, Cyseal!' |
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