Bustling Bristol
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The smell of tar and salt fills the air as you arrive in Bristol. The docks are a forest of masts and rigging. Ships of all sizes are being loaded and unloaded, and sailors with pigtails and earrings swagger down the quay.
Squire Trelawney greets you, dressed in a fine blue officer's coat. He is beaming with excitement. "The ship is ready, Jim!" he cries. "We sail tomorrow! But first, take this note to a man named John Silver. He runs a tavern called the Spy-glass."
You take the note, your heart racing with the promise of the sea.