Ahoy thar, me hearties! Wha' a long summer its been. Long 'n full o' terrors, this year. Thar's been a might o' trouble goin' about that goes against our code o' conduct - we give no quarter to real thin's, we don't see to nightmares! If ye can't stick a cutlass in it then that's black magic 'n we wants naught t' do wit' it. Ye don't go chasin' the black spot!

Anyhaps, th' crew be back fer our yearly trade, anchorin' 'ere fer 10 days with a handsome shipment o' wares plundered from across th' lands 'n' ocean. Don't let Carl hornswoggle ye into 'is quests, we're thinking' th' maroon him if he keeps handin' away our booty. At least the cubs have grown away from his influence - ave ye seen 'em? Young Bloodhungry be helpin' 'is ma at Rathskellar, 'n' little Brunhilde has grown into a hulkin' great beast 'n' is lookin' to go on account 'erself! Been a while since we 'ad a new crew hand. We'll 'ave to see 'ow she fares with a real fight afore we can take 'er to get 'er sea legs!

Translation: Hello friends! What a long summer it's been. A bit scary this year! There's been a bit of trouble that rather goes against what we do as upstanding warriors - we fight real things, not nightmares! If you can't have a reasonable discussion with it then it's not worth the time. We don't go asking for trouble!

Anyway, the crew is back for our yearly trade, anchoring here for 10 days with a delightful shipment of goods procured completely legally from across the land and ocean. Dear Carl is being helpful again, giving out our items in his quests, we're thinking of treating him to a nice island holiday to say thank you! The cubs might miss their Uncle, but they've grown so much this year and might just be too busy with their new vocations. Bloodhungry is helping out his mother at the Rathskellar Inn, and little Brunhilde is little no more and looking to join my crew! It's been a while since we've had someone join the Freyalise, I hope she does well in the entrance test!

All quests have been reset for the day. Enjoy!