Happy Keel Hauliday!

Greetin's t' ye, me hearties! We noticed ye landlubbers be nice 'n busy while we been out at sea, releasin' that sea witch 'n all. Ahm not sure thank ye be the proper word thar. Ahm not sure ye wants t' know wha' th' word we’d like t' use be.

Anyhaps, th' crew be back fer our yearly trade 'n wit' a shipment o' crackin’ treasures plundered from nigh 'n far. As usual, we be ‘ere fer 10 days afore we lift anchor 'n we be tryin' t' keep Carl away from our loot so he can’t go givin' our wares away in his quests. Ahm not sure how successful we be, seein' as our muscle be now callin' 'im ‘Uncle Carl’ ’n lettin' 'im cubsit little Brunhilde and Bloodhungry.

Translation: Hello, friends! We’ve had a splendid adventure upon the ocean this year, bumping into no other than Merana on our travels! How jolly exciting. I’m not sure we have the words for that, we’re really quite speechless about it.

Anyway, the crew is back for our yearly trade with a wonderful shipment of delightful treasures completely legally acquired from near and far. As usual, we’re here for 10 days before we have to get back to the open sea. Dear Carl is trying to be helpful by giving out our items in his quests, bless him. He’s been such a treasure since Angrybeard’s cubs were born. He’s not an inconvenience to us at all!