Seeing Where Your Loyalties Lie

Thar be just one thing... Yancey hears things. A few o' me hearties were pretty deep in their cups when they told me about some ‹race› ‹class› that came a-rollin' through the Southern Command lookin' for charts and orders. Even ran a couple o' good pirates through, he did. Like I said, they were up to their eyeballs in grog, but still... a buccaneer's gotta trust his ears. So I've just got one small task for ye, one sent down from Firallon hisself... Bring me the head of Fleet Master Seahorn.