On the first day I traveled to Bilgewater, I was stripped naked and thrown into a stinking ditch.
A week later, I blew up the largest local moonshine workshop.
A year later, I became the most feared "Ghost Captain" in the port area, and even Gangplank began to place a bounty on my head.
It wasn't until I stood on the gallows at the slaughterhouse that I sneered at the dark crowd below: "Now, who is the speaker?"
