April 24, 1680


April 24, 1680
At port.
Quiet nights watch. Nothing died, nothing blew up. 
Saw a new wanted poster of ol' Frenchie De Fait. Went up a whole 10 pounds. He must've won another argument and ran off before the red guard figured out he'd been insulted. 
Additional: received a letter from Ma via a local trading post. If she managed to find me. The bounty hunters won't be far behind.


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