Sven "Svenguin" Niscadae

Loony in a bucket, that Sven is. Met him on a long trip down south, and he seemed pretty normal. Seems like he's only normal with the penguins though. Once he landed ashore in the Caribbean and learned there were no penguins, he went bonkers. Only piece of art we could get of him was a drawing of him on a rock trying to communicate with any penguins that he though would be on, of all places, Padres Del Fuego. He ran... or should I say waddled off a few days ago, and left this not traced into the sand.

Strapped for time and haggard at best,
However nice this is, I must restrain myself from rest...

It be time to find us, but ye still need to know which oceans we be hiding in, do ye not? Well I told ye all that we had a secret up our sleeves and we did. To find us ye must first figure out this code, then use it to decode the oceans on the other page. Good luck, ye' be needin' it!

Heh, ye' have to use the decoder IN the journal, no way to get a plain text version. Good luck!

Jack "The Leprechaun" Ironmalley

Jack be quite the strange pirate if there ever was one. For starters, he's not the tallest pirate I ever had on me crew, matter of fact he may have very well been the shortest pirate I ever allowed aboard me ship.

Strange thing about him is, you never really know where he's going to show up. He's just so short that if you take him into the wilderness and look away for a second, he's gone just like that! I remember once long ago, he played a trick on us. Left us a note early that morning and ran off into the unknown. Note went like this...

Where do I be? It's not plain to see,
It's full of red-coated swine.
But if I am lost, it's not at a cost,
As these rum barrels will become mine.