The Sanguine and Blackbeard's Cutlass
Epilogue: Quetzalcoatl Incarnate
“Captain, I won’t ask again,” Rogers says nodding towards Dampier behind you.
“The cutlass is mine. I’ve given up too much to simply hand it over. If you try to take it, there will be consequences,” you say.
At your refusal, Dampier draws his sword and lunges toward you. Without even turning your head, you bring the Quetzalcoatl blade up and block his attack. Your fist meets Dampier’s face almost simultaneously dropping him to your feet. You stare directly at Rogers while you plunge the blade into Dampier’s chest.
“Still want it?” you ask pointing the blade towards Rogers aggressively.
“My life’s work is for naught without the cutlass. Of course I want it!” Rogers yells and charges at you.
You easily parry, side-step, and bring the hilt of the cutlass to Roger’s face. His body collapses to the floor. Both hands clutch his face's bloody mess.
“Now listen closely, I’ve lost a lot of friends finding this blade,” you begin. “So many, in fact, it’s given me somewhat of a reflective mindset. You’re going to do exactly as I say or you’ll get the Dampier effect,” you finish by gesturing at the bloodied corpse on the floor.
Rogers gives a disheartened nod.
“Don’t look so distressed, you’re in luck. I’m going to help you achieve governorship, and with your political power, you’ll pardon every pirate in the Caribbean of their crime,” you say.
“Do you know how difficult that will be to legally obtain?” Rogers says rising to his feet.
You eye the Quetzalcoatl blade in your hand and look to Rogers. “There is nothing I can’t accomplish. Are you with me, governor?”
“Captain, I won’t ask again,” Rogers says nodding towards Dampier behind you.
“The cutlass is mine. I’ve given up too much to simply hand it over. If you try to take it, there will be consequences,” you say.
At your refusal, Dampier draws his sword and lunges toward you. Without even turning your head, you bring the Quetzalcoatl blade up and block his attack. Your fist meets Dampier’s face almost simultaneously dropping him to your feet. You stare directly at Rogers while you plunge the blade into Dampier’s chest.
“Still want it?” you ask pointing the blade towards Rogers aggressively.
“My life’s work is for naught without the cutlass. Of course I want it!” Rogers yells and charges at you.
You easily parry, side-step, and bring the hilt of the cutlass to Roger’s face. His body collapses to the floor. Both hands clutch his face's bloody mess.
“Now listen closely, I’ve lost a lot of friends finding this blade,” you begin. “So many, in fact, it’s given me somewhat of a reflective mindset. You’re going to do exactly as I say or you’ll get the Dampier effect,” you finish by gesturing at the bloodied corpse on the floor.
Rogers gives a disheartened nod.
“Don’t look so distressed, you’re in luck. I’m going to help you achieve governorship, and with your political power, you’ll pardon every pirate in the Caribbean of their crime,” you say.
“Do you know how difficult that will be to legally obtain?” Rogers says rising to his feet.
You eye the Quetzalcoatl blade in your hand and look to Rogers. “There is nothing I can’t accomplish. Are you with me, governor?”
