Arty Darling,

For years, you wanted to prove yourself to me, chasing me, attacking me, crying to me. There were times when you enlisted multiple cities with the sole purpose of garnering a scintilla of my respect.

While I've taken some absence from the seas of late, choosing to languish away from a realm that I once dominated, I had hoped you'd improved and made a name for yourself, and perhaps in your travels, found a shred of dignity.

I learned this month that, in your failures to successfully plunder my vessels, you hired an assassin to kill be for insulting you.

Baby, honey, if you want my respect, (or anyone's) that's not the way to earn it.

All the best,
Toodles,

Pirate Lord Jinsun

P.S. I used to rendezvous with your daughter after sinking you. You know, just in case you needed more reason to hire again.

P.S.S. Remember when I used to sink you in a cutter? Good times!

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Aeguary, in the year 896 AF.