IT WAS CORK!

[Millan]

The sheer force that came upon the corsairs suprised them,
we nearly killed every ship in the first wave.

"La muerte desde arriba!" I heard them shout, which roughly translates as
death from above. We were those that killed 2 out of 4 in the first wave, crippled the third one,
and made the fourth run. We toyed with the third for a time before moving in for a quick finish.

Ruthless and without mercy - never doubt, never fear to shoot first.

"They don't deserve mercy". The words of the Union of Gold spooked trough my mind.
Sometimes they think they rule the roost,but without packs like mine they wouldn't keep their precious
'derry safe. I grinned at the thought of it.

But then...

A big bright flash filled our vision, something happened on cork.
"This is not good. Onward to Cork!" I yelled to my pack.

When we arrived at cork it was too late...

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- IT WAS CORK! -