User:Soranin/Sandbox5

My quinary sandbox. :)

Side Quests

Damn Fine Gear

Edward finds the key for the locked away Templar Armor in the manor of Great Inagua. [location: Great Inagua]

[Goes, unlocks all 4 locks and retrieves the armor, the templar cross trinket]

• Edward Kenway: Let none say that the Templar's [sic] lack Style.

Mayan Mysteries

To uncover the mysteries held within the Mayan Temple, Edward must collect keystones scattered all over the world. [location: Tulum]

[Goes, puts all keystones in door, which slides open. he enters]

• Edward Kenway: This Place is ancient.

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• Edward: This must have been something to seen when it was new built.

[finds armor]

• Edward Kenway: Oh yeah.

[equips, gets the yax tun pendant]

• Edward Kenway: It fits well.

Rifts

Wayward Souls

• Ego: Welcome, User. I am Ego. I control the Animus. I was designed to use your genetic memories to bring you inner peace. But your unauthorized exploration of Edward Kenway’s life will only cause chaos inside you. So I have created a new simulation, to save you from yourself.

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• Ego: You and Edward are very much alike. Both of you stumbling into a greater conflict where you do not belong. This new simulation will show you a better past, to calm that chaos within you.

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• Ego: I have manipulated Edward's genetic memory to create a different version of him. One who kept his promise and returned to Caroline after two years as a privateer. Follow me.

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• British sailor: Captain, we're finally headed home. My Susan will be waiting by the docks, I know it.

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• British sailor: Captain Kenway, with the spoils we've won, my family will have our own home now. If you set sail again, remember me.

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• British sailor: The sails and rigging are squared away, Sir. Only thing left to do is haul your gold home.

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• Ego: This treasure represents Edward's dream. Take it.

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• Ego: Pick up your dream again if your suffering is too great.

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• Ego: It is not a dream of riches, but of returning to Caroline as a man of quality.

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• Ego: Often, Edward found himself putting his dream aside in order to open a path forward, and it brought him pain.

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• Ego: But the dream of wealth began to overshadow the dream of true love.

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• Ego: And so the path home became ever more complex and painful.

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• Ego: You can only live without your dream for a limited time.

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• Ego: Don't leave that chest behind for too long.

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• Caroline Scott: H-how long would you be gone with these Privateers?
• Edward Kenway: A Year, I reckon. Two at the most.
• Caroline: All right. No more than two... promise me...

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• Ego: Edward never wanted to hurt the woman he loved. And yet he sailed so far away that nothing could bridge the ocean between them. Edward's choices plunged him deeper into chaos. You can see it manifested all around you.

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• Ego: Others, like yourself, are lost in the Dark Animus. I am trying to help you all.

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• Caroline: I've an awful Feeling about this. You'll be hurt out there. I couldn't handle that.

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• Caroline: I can't promise I'll come, Edward. If you leave on this... fool's Errand... I- I cannot promise anything.

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• Ego: Go ahead. Trust me. I will protect you.

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• Ego: Our goal lies ahead.

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• Ego: Inner peace is just within your grasp. Please remain still while I prepare your temporal lobe for genetic memory manipulation.

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• Eagle: Don't listen to her lies. There's nothing peaceful about letting her mess with your brain.

Defying EgoObeying Ego

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• Ego: I understand why you might run from me. Change can be frightening.

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• Ego: But this cycle of pain and loss cannot continue. New patterns must be formed.

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• Ego: Your instincts have a stronger hold on you than I anticipated. Edward's violence and greed are bleeding into you. Others, like yourself, are lost in the Dark Animus. Some of you insist on doing things the hard way.

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• Ego: Which means that some of you may not make it out of the Animus alive.

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• Ego: Edward sailed from ocean to ocean, seeking the one thing he already had at home.

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• Ego: But he succumbed to the maelstrom of greed inside him.

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• Ego: Memories can be reframed. Stories rewritten. If I had existed in Edward's time, I could have helped him.

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• Ego: I would have brought him home.

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• Ego: You're not like the other users. You chose to obey. The first phase of your reprogramming is complete. Let's continue.

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• Ego: Edward sailed from ocean to ocean, seeking the one thing he already had at home. But he succumbed to the maelstrom of greed inside him.

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• Ego: Memories can be reframed. Stories rewritten. If I had existed in Edward's time, I could have helped him.

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• Ego: I would have brought him home.

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• Ego: And he would have kept his promise.

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• Ego: Go ahead. Knock.

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• Ego: I could not make this happiness real for Edward Kenway. But if you obey me, I can make it real for you. Through altered memories, I can show you a better way so you can emerge a healthier, happier being.

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• Eagle: I'll come back for you as soon as I can, friend. I swear. In the meantime, do whatever you can to resist her. Edward's memories will show you the way!

Lucy Baldwin

A Proper Shipwright

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• Edward Kenway: Did you happen to hear why the Red Coats should be so interested in her?
• Adéwalé: No more than any other Pirate.
• Edward: It's strange she warrants such Infamy. I'm interested to hear the Truth of it.
• Adéwalé: It's not like you to take us on a mission of good Will without promise of Pay.
• Edward: It's not for Amusement, Adé. You know yourself the State of the Ship. We need a decent Shipwright. This Lass is all I've found.

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• Edward: Stay at a distance, we don't want to raise their Hackles. I'll swim over.

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• Edward: Easy now.

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• British soldier 1: I've pulled double duty every Day this Week. There's always something.
• British soldier 2: Me as well. It's that new Prisoner Lieutenant Maynard brought in. She's Trouble, mark my Words. None of them Baldwins are any good. They say she murdered her own Grandfather, though he had it coming from what I hear.
• British soldier 1: The Apple don't fall far from the Tree. It's a shame though, ain't it? She's a pretty little thing.
• British soldier 2: Don't be a Fool! She'd cut your Throat the minute your Back was turned.

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• Edward: This looks right.

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• British soldier 3: The new Prisoner's a Baldwin.
• British soldier 4: I don't care who she is, she's a Pirate. They're going to stretch her Neck, and good riddance.

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• British soldier 5: How'd they catch her?
• British soldier 6: I didn't hear, only that she fought like a Banshee. It took three Men to hold her, and she's no bigger than a Cabin Boy.
• Edward: I must be close.

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• Lucy: You're short for a Soldier. Is the Governor taking Children into his Service now?
• British soldier 7: You've got a Mouth on you, you little Bilge Rat.
• Lucy: Christ! And your Breath smells like Monkey Ass.
• British soldier 7: We'll see how Smart you are when the Rope's around your Neck, and you dance the Hempen Jig.

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• Edward: You alright?
• Lucy: And who in Blazes are you?

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• Edward: I'm your passage out of here. Quickly.

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• Lucy: I don't know you from Blind Bart.
• Edward: I'm in need of a Shipwright, and you're in need of better Lodgings.

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• Edward: That's it, time to go. It's me or the Hangman.
• Lucy: You make a fine Argument. Lead on.

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• Adéwalé: British Ships!
• Edward: New Crew onboard. Lucy Baldwin, Shipwright and scourge of the Caribbean.
• Adéwalé: Welcome aboard.
• Lucy: It's a decent enough Tub.
• Edward: The Jackdaw's no Tub, I promise you.

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• Edward: You've pissed off some powerful People.
• Lucy: I wish I could take Credit. I've been stitched up.
• Edward: You and every Pirate on the open seas, Lass.

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• Lucy: I'm keen to get some distance from this Place.

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• Edward: Welcome to the Jackdaw, Shipwright. You can see for yourself, she's no Slouch.
• Lucy: You're Ship proud. I respect that.
• Edward: She could use some work, if I'm honest. We need your Skill. What say you to joining us?
• Lucy: You don't mince Words, do you? I suppose I could look around, see what needs doing. First I need a decent Drink. I had nothing but fouled water in that damned Cell for Days.
• Edward: It's a matter of some Urgency, then. We'll have to go Ashore.

The One With the Gun

• Lucy Baldwin: Captain! A Word.
• Edward Kenway: What's on your mind, Shipwright? Are you ready for that Drink?
• Lucy: Easy. I'm not your Shipwright yet. I was thinking to put Ashore when we're next near Land.
• Edward: You're not leaving? I thought the Jackdaw and her Crew would secure your good Opinion.
• Lucy: Not yet, at any Rate. I'm just in need of some good Rum, and Distraction.
• Edward: Spoke like a Pirate. I know a place with an Abundance of both.
• Lucy: I've yet to finish here. You weren't jesting when you said the Ship needs work. I'll find you at the Tavern when I'm done.

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• Edward: You're murdering the wrong people if you've gained the King's Enthusiasm.
• Lucy: Accused of murdering. It's a fucking stitch-up, I told you.
• Edward: What will you do now, then? You could join us. You won't find a better Ship than the Jackdaw, nor a fairer Crew.
• Lucy: Christ, you're relentless.

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• Edward: I need you.
• Lucy: So you said. You did keep me from hanging.
• Edward: True.
• Lucy: But that doesn't mean you own me.
• Edward: Also True.
• Lucy: The Jackdaw's not a bad Tub. And the Crew know their Work well enough. What else have you got for me?

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• Edward: I'll show you.

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• Edward: It might not look like much yet, but it will in Time.
• Lucy: I've puked in every Town from here to Havana. What's different about this one?
• Edward: This is ours, a Place where Men and Women can live easy and free, as God made them. Nothing but Sun, Rum, and Leisure.
• Lucy: You've rehearsed that little Speech. Are the Words all yours?
• Edward: Mine... and those of Friends. They're not any less true for that.
• Lucy: I was just asking.

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• British civilian: Edward! Trust you to come at the right time. I've got a Pot of Plantain fresh off the Fire.
• Lucy: Plantain! That's what you should have led with.
• Edward: Let's eat up at the Villa. I want you to see it, anyway.
• Lucy: Villa? Lardy-dardy! Next you'll tell me you're not Pirates but Noblemen.
• Edward: I always hoped one would lead to the Other.

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• Pirate 1: It's a good Day for it, Edward!
• Edward: Aye! And better for being Free to do it.

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• Pirate 2: That's a pretty Morsel you've found there, Kenway.
• Lucy: Back off Swab, or I'll unman you where you stand!
• Pirate 2: All right, all right! I meant no Offense.

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• Edward: Some have yet to grasp the true Purpose of this Place.
• Lucy: Pff! Look at you, playing the Politician. Your Crew respects you. I see that.
• Edward: It's mutual. Are you surprised?
• Lucy: My experience with Authority is... uneven.

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• Lucy: Moggy!

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• Lucy: Hey there Moggy. What are you doing? Look at your fetching little Face.
• Edward: Careful with that one. He's as much a Scoundrel as any of us.

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• Lucy: My Grandfather owned a place like this on Black Island. Had the best Plantain in the West Indies.
• Edward: That's quite a Boast.
• Lucy: It's True nonetheless. When my Mother died, it was Grandad who raised me. We ate Plantain every day. I'm pretty much made of Plantain.
• Edward: Where's this Grandfather now?
• Lucy: Murdered. I'm going to find the one who did it and vent his Skull. It's like this... I'm heir to Grandad's Fortune. If you help me recover it, I'll cut you in. Then we'll talk about joining your Crew.
• Edward: I see you're going to make me work for this.
• Lucy: I'm worth it.
• Edward: Where is this Inheritance?
• Lucy: Grandad's Plantation. And we have to be quick. My Father and his blood-sucking Barrister are after it, no Doubt.
• Edward: You had better be a very good Shipwright.
• Lucy: As to that, I'll be back on the Jackdaw patching your sorry Sails...

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• Lucy: ...Captain.

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• Lucy: We've improved the Jackdaw's Hull, but it needs more than just Joinery. The Crew have a Part to play as well. They should brace the Ship just before we're hit. If we time it right, we'll take less Damage. That means less Work for me.
• Edward: Another String to our Bow, then.

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• Lucy: My Papa was not a good Father. He couldn't make it as a Businessman like Grandad. He turned his hand to Piracy but lacked the stomach for it. So he drank, and took it out on me.
• Edward: And now he wants your Inheritance.
• Lucy: He'll come looking for me, and that means Trouble. Sorry.
• Edward: You'll make it up to me.

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• Lucy: Hello, Papa.
• Edward: Your Father?
• Lucy: His Lackies. Right on time.
• Edward: Whatever your Father paid them, it wasn't enough.

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• Edward: Bon Voyage, Shitbirds.

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• Lucy: The Harbor's too dangerous, my Father will have it watched. There's a place on the far side of the Island where we can dock.

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• Lucy: Right. We should be careful. My Father's a Drunk but he's not stupid, and he's mean as a cut Snake when Money's involved.
• Edward: Quiet as Church Mice, then. Lead on.

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• Lucy: Grandad taught me to shoot out here. He had a pair of gold Pistols he loved even more than me.

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• Lucy: There's a Hut near the Beach where Grandad used to hide things. I want to check there first.

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• Lucy: I spent a lot of time in that Hut as a kid.
• Edward: I had a place like it on my Father's Farm. I'd hide there to escape my Chores.
• Lucy: It wasn't that, I... My Father would lock me in it when he was drinking. Once I was stuck there for Days. He forgot about me.
• Edward: Jaysus.

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• Lucy: I'll search the Hut. I know Grandad's hiding spots. You should check the Manor. The Will could be somewhere in his Office. We need to find it before my Father does. I'll meet you back there.

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• Edward: Shit! The Father and this Barrister changed the Will, and murdered Lucy's Grandfather. Lucy will kill him before we find the Gold.

[] Database: Last Will and Testament

• Edward: Lucy's Father and this Barrister rewrote the Grandfather's Will. He gave himself everything.

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• Lucy: Get inside!
• Edward: That's not good.

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• Lucy: You remember this Place, Papa? I remember every fucking Inch.
• John Baldwin: I remember your Mother letting you out. She was always too soft on you.
• Lucy: Shut up! I know you killed Grandad, and then stitched me up for it.
• John: You know Nothing, Girl.
• Lucy: But you're only his Son-in-law, aren't you? You won't get Anything in the Will.
• John: Is that what you think you little Harpy? I get all of it. The Will's changed. And he can't change it back now, can he?
• Lucy: It was you! Admit it. You killed Him. Say it!

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• Lucy: Say it.
• John: Who do you think you are...
• Lucy: I'm the one with the gun, Papa.

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• Lucy: Captain Kenway, I don't believe you've met my Father...

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• Edward: You've avenged your Grandfather at the least.
• Lucy: But no Gold. There was nothing in the Hut but his Pistols.
• Edward: Nothing at the Manor either. I only found a fake Will drafted by your Father's Barrister.
• Lucy: That slimy Coward, he's fled with the Gold for certain. We find him, we find it. I'll put Word out. If he so much as raises his Head anywhere civilized, I'll hear of it.
• Edward: That was tough back there. Are you all right?
• Lucy: I'm an Orphan now. I'm better.

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Plantain!

• Lucy Baldwin: You know how he killed Grandad? Shot him with his own gold Pistols. Can you believe that? I don't understand what my Mother ever saw in him.
• Edward Kenway: What happened to your Mother?
• Lucy: Dead since I was young. Poisoned. Grandad had a lot of enemies. They couldn't get to him, so... they got her. She always wore a Gold Locket with a Likeness of me in it. It was gone when they found her. Whoever killed her took it. It was a paltry Trinket, and had no value. They didn't even leave me that.
• Edward: That's cold, even for a Pirate.
• Lucy: I tell you what, this Rum's given me a fierce taste for some Plantain.
• Edward: That I can remedy.

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• British civilian 1: Miss Lucy! Glad to see you back.
• Edward: You seem to be settling in.
• Lucy: People like me.

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• British civilian 2: Lucy! Come drink with us.
• Lucy: Next time. I'm with the Captain.

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• Lucy: I hear you're a Climber.
• Edward: What are you getting at?
• Lucy: A small Wager. A race to the Villa.
• Edward: So long as you're not averse to being embarrassed... hey!

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• Edward: You're faster than you look.
• Lucy: Keep your sideways Insults. You're slower than you look. You're going to lose this one.

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• Edward: Almost there!

If Edward wonIf Edward lost

• Lucy: All right. You won.
• Edward: You weren't so bad.
• Lucy: Don't.

• Edward: A fair Win. Though I took too much Rum.
• Lucy: That's what it was. The Rum.

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• Edward: Food and a View. A just Prize.
• Lucy: This whole place reminds me of...

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• Lucy: Grandad owned a lot of Stuff in his Day. But these he prized above all else. Is it not strange that the things he treasured most were what killed him?
• Edward: I didn't peg you as Sentimental.
• Lucy: You can't deny the devilish Symmetry. My Father killed Grandad, I killed him... all of it done with these.

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• Lucy: Here. You earned them.
• Edward: I won't take your Grandfather's prize Pistols.
• Lucy: Will you not? I trust you know the difference between won't and can't, because I can't.

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• Lucy: Take them! You'll never find better. Try not to be a Baby about it.

Big Wig

• Lucy Baldwin: Captain! I received Word. The Barrister who forged my father's Will has been seen at Havana.
• Edward Kenway: That's worth looking into.

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• Edward: Havana is a long Way from your Grandfather's Plantation on Black Island. Are you sure about this?
• Lucy: It makes Sense. Grandpa had a small Cabin on a Beach just north of the Town. It's a quiet place. Out of the Way. When I was very young, Mama and I would go there. If I was going to hide Something, that's where I would hide it.
• Edward: You think the Barrister has your Gold there?
• Lucy: That Coward wouldn't risk being seen for no reason, I know that. There's something there. The Beach with Grandad's Cabin is to the north, past the Town.

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• Edward: This Barrister seems well connected for a simple Lawer. How did your Father come to know him?
• Lucy: For as long as I can remember he was around our Family, even before Mama died. I never liked him. He wears a big wig, has a fake smile, and stinks of Lavender.
• Edward: There was a Letter at Black Island that said it was him who put the Red Coats on your Trail.
• Lucy: Yes. When we find him I mean to bring that up.

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• Barrister: Spread out further! It's somewhere here.
• Edward: Speak of the Devil. That looks like your Barrister.
• Lucy: That's him all right.

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• Lucy: You murdering fucking Cur!
• Barrister: Get them! Get them!

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• Barrister: Please! Spare me! I'll share it with you!
• Edward: It's not yours to share, Mate.

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• Lucy: They buried it here somewhere.

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• Edward: There's a Spade here.

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• Edward: That's a grand Sight. There's a Letter.
• Lucy: Show me.

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• Lucy: What? This is my Mother's.

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• Lucy: Fuck! It was Papa.

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• Lucy: I got him, Mama.

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• Lucy: You tell anyone you saw me cry, and I'll bury you next to that fucking Barrister.
• Edward: Not a Word.