The Manticore sailed alone off the coast a few miles from Scotland. Hawkeye Jones perched high in the crows nest scanning the horizon for hostile ships. Indeed, they didn't call him "hawkeye" for nothing. And today, he lived up to his reputation. In the distance, Hawkeye spotted a grungy first rate frigate, closing in fast, and flying the pirate flag of our old "friend" Garrick Douglas, AKA "Red Locks." The Manticore, once targeted, was now being pursued by Red Lock's prized ship, the Hellish James. No doubt he had returned to settle a score with me from a few months back. There was no question we were hunted down. And with a ship like that, he could well settle the score a hundred fold. The James was more heavily armed, and a broadside from this acursed ship would have sent us to the sea floor... but my crew was well trained in tactics, and we used strategy over his might to disable his ship. It was only a matter of time before our cannons took out all his masts, rendering the James inoperable. After dispatching over half his crew with grapeshot, we prepared for the final boarding. With Cavalier Noelle protecting my flank from unexpected attacks, I was able to meet Red Locks head on and clash swords with him once again.