

Today on the other hand was a day I would call a disaster. I am slowly losing control of my crew. I feel like my son is even starting to betray me. Behind my back, my crew grew suspicions of these kind natives that gave us food and trinkets, and raided the Native’s from their homes with guns! I never gave any permission for them do this, and I am extremely upset. After all the help the natives gave us, it is absolutely evil and barbaric that my crew backstabbed them, and even worse, me.
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