.October seventeen sixty-three.
It has been three years since my father vanished off the face of the earth, I miss him every day. I want to follow in his footsteps... I have trained well in the use of the sword; I need to use a compass more; I will train hard and I will start to dress and act like a captain. Mother, bless her soul, wants me to be a baker down at Old Ash Lane Bakery, I must defy her though and follow my dreams... Sea captains...