A Longing, by Captain Jack Sparrow.
By rights, I ought to be the freest pirate on the seas. With the Black Pearl under my command and the stars to guide us, endless escapades must be just over the horizon. Locating said aforementioned escapades, that's the tricky part. Since that nasty business with the Trident of Poseidon, adventure has been conspicuous by its absence. I rather hope that ridding the sea of unfortunate curses, the sort that once plagued poor Master Turner, hasn't also diminished its capacity to enchant me. Danger, intrigue, a plethora of potables, and something exceedingly shiny to cover isn't much to ask, is it? I can think of only one location still likely to provide me with any and all of the above.