It wasn't until the sky had brightened that the privateer captains, each tasked with their missions, left the "Goddess of Vengeance" with heavy hearts.
In the vast war room, only Redbeard Edward remained. Hands clasped on the table, he stared out the window at the gradually bustling port city, his eyes devoid of the passion a councilor might be expected to possess. Only endless coldness and ambition filled them.
No matter how much they struggle, it's futile. Iron Anchor Bay is becoming a thing of the past! Plan One: seize the position of Military Governor, coordinate from within and without to take down Iron Anchor Bay, eliminate the free pirates in the North Sea Region, and steal the Great Secret Treasure guarded by the Bayfolk. Plan Two: should Plan One encounter resistance, then eradicate all the stubborn North Bay Folks who cling to tradition!
