Silas

There he stands, at last a free man. Well, not technically since his crew just broke him out of prison but still, he's free. Wind in his sails and the scent of salt water hitting his nose. A cheerful moment, but also serious. "Land!!" echos Charlie, one of his men. Silas opens his eyes and sure enough, there's a beach ahead. Headless Bay, is what they call it. "Get ready to dock her lads!" Silas shouts in his rich Irish accent to his crew.