#[ not me furiously researching whether the franklin expedition had happened by the time of ac3 ]

[avalior]

@forlibcrty northwest passage

"How am I so different from the first men through this way? Like them, I left a settled life, threw it all away." Twice now, came the painful thought; Caroline alone, left with child and false promises so easily broken, and now Tessa, her genial warmth turned cold and insular, a wraith among a burning wreck.

I'm only seeing a job done, Torres, as you'd have done with me.

As we have done, I think: you have no family anymore, no friends, no future! Your losses are far greater than ours.

Still did Edward smooth such telltale signs of heartache from his countenance, adopting once more the mask of the affable rogue. Though the Jackdaw sailed no more beneath his feet, her body a wreck lost to the coast of Hispaniola, such times, it seemed, called far more for Captain Edward Kenway than they ever would Edward Kenway of Queen Anne's Square.

"But enough on me, lad. Surely you've more important things at hand than an old man and his woes." A moment's consideration, the image of Faulkner rising briefly, prompting a familiar lopsided smirk. "Well...old enough, at any rate."