Wretched pirates! They dared to interrupt our journey and try to scavenge from us! Now we must moor at Scorched Pass and make repairs. Two galleons approached at once, as allies. Clearly they meant to surround us, though the heat of our flames kept them at bay. To my surprise, our Commander stepped forward, moving with a swiftness I did not expect and burning white-hot with righteous fury. So magnificent was he, one ship turned and fled! The other was ripped apart by our cannon fire even as our crew assailed theirs. To punish their insolence, our Commander himself boarded their vessel, using his great power to curse their Captain before hurling her into the hateful sea.