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Havana, Cuba, June 1715
Apr. 27th, 2018 07:38 pmStede Bonnet, it turned out, had not only lost his crew but had no skill for sailing. Edward had saved his ship from being commandeered by the English but to all intents and purposes he commandeered it himself.
They had one thing in common, at least, as they were both heading for Havana. Bonnet's ship was fast and he was talkative but good company, so they sailed together in what was a mutually beneficial partnership — for the time being at least. As Edward steered he asked Bonnet about himself.
What he found was a rich but fretful man, evidently attracted to more, shall we say, questionable ways of making even more money. For one thing, he constantly asked about pirates.
“Most hunt the Windward Passage between Cuba and Hispaniola,” Edward told him, suppressing a smile.
( I shouldn't worry about being waylaid by pirates... )
[[ taken from Black Flag and its novelization. ]]
They had one thing in common, at least, as they were both heading for Havana. Bonnet's ship was fast and he was talkative but good company, so they sailed together in what was a mutually beneficial partnership — for the time being at least. As Edward steered he asked Bonnet about himself.
What he found was a rich but fretful man, evidently attracted to more, shall we say, questionable ways of making even more money. For one thing, he constantly asked about pirates.
“Most hunt the Windward Passage between Cuba and Hispaniola,” Edward told him, suppressing a smile.
( I shouldn't worry about being waylaid by pirates... )[[ taken from Black Flag and its novelization. ]]
