State of Esshar

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The Deep Company

1801 - Siren Beach

The southern coasts of Esshar have grown notorious for their ruby dotted sands as much as the constant robberies, maimings, and ambient discord that surrounded the shores of Siren Beach. Here, the crew of the Pauper’s Bride had docked, and here it seemed they intended to remain. 

A local news reporter of Osrona was kidnapped and forced to commit an interview at gunpoint for the band of reavers, and the crew of Sirenian pirates had this to say.

Captain Maertock Reave

The southern coasts belong to us. Many of you have already paid your toll in blood or coin, I figured it’s only genial of me to make it a formality. My crew is here to stay. You got a problem with that, you send some big armies with loooooots of heavy pockets. We’ve been looking to get us some nicer finery as lords of the coast.

First Mate Murtock Reave

If ye ain't got enemies gunnin' fer yer broadside then that jus' means ya ain't lived a life o' conviction. Havin' enemies means ye both had th'stones ta disagree an' stand by yer principles

Vice Captain Leibos

Esshar is rich, divided and ripe for plunder. Who better than us to pluck its fruit?

Vice Captain Caddock Reave

We can afford to sink.

For better, but likely worse, the pirates of the south seas have laid claim to their little corner of criminal paradise.