We had fled San Cristobal, and been attacked by pirates. My new traveling companions have apparently made the belief that I am a blood thirsty beast. I can not understand their beliefs that in a fight that there is not black an white, win or lose, live or die. Maybe they have experiences I do not but where I am from it is live or die there is no in between. We will see where this takes us. This Vodacci Prince does not sound like one I want to be involved with but if he is as powerful as they say maybe he can help me in my cause.