Well, hello there. If you're reading this then I guess I'm still alive. I sure do wish I could meet one of you one day, maybe I will. I just thought that I might deliver a couple notes like this every time I reach a town. This is for a special reason… my dream. Ever since I came around to the shore two years ago, my one true dream was to find a crew to travel all over the planet of Minecraftia in order to discover its many secrets by travelling through dungeons, temples, and one day, possibly even The End's Stronghold.

I grew up for most of my life on an abandoned island surrounded by ocean and no other land. There was nobody around, and it was hard learning a few things at first with no one to teach me: learning how to hunt, how to move blocks without breaking them, teleporting, and the fact that water really hurts… Oh, yes, if you haven't guessed yet, I am an Enderman.

Around the age of twelve, about 2 blocks high (A normal height for 12 year olds (Ender years) with yellow eyes, and wearing aviator goggles and a yellow scarf, purple striped. I actually ended up finding my way back to land after a natural disaster. I don't remember much from it, but all I do remember was waking up face-first in the sand.

Yes, I know you're laughing in your mind right now, imagining it, but you tell me how YOU feel after combing sand out of your mouth for the next half hour. So, from here on out, I've decided to take an honorary role as a Skypirate. I immediately started working on my airship those two years ago, and it's almost complete. I can't wait… I hope I'll be able to meet more people, willing to help me with my dream. Maybe it'll be you who joins me, who knows.

~Festus