piratejournal | Handwritten

[After hitting land after a week of sailing, Justice's first priorities had been to survey the area, investigate what troubles had been plaguing the small coarse community he had found himself in. He'd spent a lot of time pondering over the wanted posters put on the walls. Only after having settled himself in the room he had rented out in a saloon did he take the time to actually look over his stuff, and discovered what he felt had to be shared.]

There's more to these maps than what meets the eye. They were obviously enchanted, but the nature of which has been unclear until now. Previously there had only been two islands marked on the map: Isle Empieza and "Gun Frontier Island". At some point after reaching said island, the map decided to reveal more of itself. There are countless more names now, surrounding the island I am on; some are noted to be nearby, other are far off and crowding themselves at the edges. Even without the obscuring it's hard to make sense of, but I can say this: there's a lot of places to hide things on this ocean.