I could tell something big was about to go down. As I made my way to the harbor, I saw something I definitely did not want to see: A blockade of British ships barring our exit from Nassau. I wasn't sure what was going on, and neither did anyone else, really. I thought the best course of action would be to get to my own ship and see if any of the crew had any ideas. Running at a quick jog, I quit paying attention to my surroundings... and ran right into someone. Both of us being knocked down, I quickly got up and extended my hand to help up my victim. "I'm so sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going, are you o-" I stopped mid-sentence because I realized I had tackled none other than my former captain, Edward Kenway.

"Captain! Long time no see!" I say, helping him up.

"What better greeting than to be run into, eh lad? Fancy meeting you here."

"Sorry about that. I was caught up in whatever is happening here right now. Do you know anything about that?" I asked.

"As a matter of fact, I do. I was just on my way to meet with Captain Vane at the tavern. Walk with me, and I'll fill you in."

As we walk, he tells me that Commodore Chamberlain and some other governor showed up the day before talking about some King's pardon. The jist of it was that all pirates here in Nassau must retire from their activities, or die. No one is allowed to leave the island until they have taken the pardon.

"Vane and I have come up with an idea of sending in a fireship to break the blockade. As it just so happens, we may need as much help as we can get," he says as we approach the tavern. "Set a while while I talk to Vane. I'll let you know if there's anything you can do."

I listen to their conversation. They discuss creating the fireship, and what they need to make it. As they finish their conversation, Kenway assigns me to help Captain Vane obtain the pine pitch. The idea was that I'd create some sort of distraction to lead the guards away from the pitch, and then Vane and his men would make off with it while the guards weren't paying attention. Easy enough.

The pine pitch was to be found around the house near the swamp. Guards already patrolled that house heavily, and even more than usual would be stationed now. As Vane went to go hide until I created the distraction, I thought of the best way to attract the attention of the guards. My hand instinctively felt for the two daggers I conceal under my clothes.

Sneaking around in the tall brush, I waited until there were two guards alone, having a chat. This would be the time to strike. I drew the two daggers. I knew I'd have to be fast. I sprinted out of the brush, and hardly having any time to react, they succumbed to a dagger through the neck each. They bled out quickly. I sheathed the daggers, and double checked to make sure I had no weaponry on the outside of my body. Even the cloak I had just bought was sitting with my other conspicuous clothes in a pile in some brush.

"Excuse me!" I yelled. "There seems to be something wrong with these men! I think they might have been stabbed!" I heard the sound of numerous soldiers running over.

"Holy hell! Who could have done this?!" One of them said. "And you just found them like this, just now?"

"Of course, I came running when I saw that something was wrong, but I fear I was too late. They're already dead," I said. This is going perfectly.

"And how do I know you didn't kill them? Awfully suspicious, you being the only witness to this."

I shrug. "Look, I don't have a single weapon on me. All I have... is this!" I quickly throw a concealed smoke bomb on the ground.

"Shit!" one of the guards yelled. I knew I couldn't leave a whole pile of bodies lying around, so instead of killing them I knocked them out with the pommels of the daggers while they were stunned. That should have been enough time for Vane to steal the pine pitch.