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Teague Sparrow was not a man to be trifled with. He'd lived a long, fierce life on the seas and could deal out death and mercy alike without blinking an eye. Even the pirate lords that formed the Brethren Court looked upon him with a great deal of awe and not a little fear.
They, however, were not temperamental sea goddesses whom he was trying to extract an old favor from.
"Seems to me what the Keeper of the Pirate Codex is needing is, ironically, a Pirate Hunter. And it just so happens I have one - in Davy Jones's Locker..."
