June 25th, 1757:
We were shipwrecked on this tiny island. Will write again when we have a funtional shelter up.
June 26th, 1757:
We have built a grand little shelter for ourselves.
There is a torn redcoat flag over on that building.
A soldier brings our boat back in. We built it last night.
You can't really see it, but, there are more buildings back there.
Die you pirate dogs!
I may update it, probably not though.