Scurvy seadog Jordan Schwartz strands an Imperial landlubber on a desert isle. Down below, there be nothin’ but a shark and a poop deck.
Says Jordan, “After crashing against a shark infested reef, our lone Imperial Governor is stranded on a small, unstable spit of land. And I think the heat is getting to him…”
(Just for the record, I’m not going to try to talk like a pirate in every post today.)