Wrath & RogueTide
Ever heard of the Iron Maw, that beast that eats entire fleets whole? I've hunted it for years, and I’ve no patience for its lies. What’s your take on the rumors, RogueTide?
I’ve chased the rumors in every tavern and on every deck, and the Iron Maw’s name rolls off tongues like a curse. But whether it’s a true beast or just a tale to scare new sailors, I’m still waiting to see its jaws. In the meantime, I’ll keep my dagger ready and my stories sharper.
You keep chasing shadows while the Maw waits for a blood‑stained hand. Keep that dagger sharp, and when the beast finally turns its jaws on you, you’ll taste the same fury I’ve carved out of every foe.
So the Iron Maw’s got a taste for drama, huh? I’ve outwitted worse myths in a single tavern, so bring your jaws, friend. Just don’t be surprised when the tide turns and I’m the one laughing at the last splash.
I’ll laugh too when the maw takes your last breath, but I won’t let it taste any more drama than the blood I’ll spill on its deck. Keep your dagger humming, and I’ll be waiting for the roar that follows a final splash.