A dark star hangs low over the western waves, oozing tarry ichor to the waters below. Horrid creatures from beyond space and time boil up from the black morass, leaving behind only the echos of the dying in every port. If this goes on, you might just have to give up a hard-won life of piracy and kidnapping and get a real job. Get ready for high-seas swashbuckling adventure! Nobody ruins the economy of your coastline, except you of course.