🏴‍☠️ TIDEWELL HAUNTED HARBOR 🌙 The pirates are coming. ☠️🏴‍☠️ Beyond Tidewell’s fishing boats, a massive black ship with crimson sails glides toward the cove. Captain Brazen stands at the wheel. Music and laughter carry across the water. A skeleton fiddler plays on deck while somebody argues with a barrel that refuses to stay below. 💀🎻 An ordinary evening aboard. Along the waterfront, restaurant tables are filling. Dockworkers unload the day’s catch. At the Black Lantern Tavern, the evening crowd orders another round. 🍻 Then the ship crosses the breakwater. Her shadow passes over the wharf—and keeps walking. 👣 Harbor lights burn ghostly green. Figures step out of waterfront murals, stretch their legs, and head for the tavern. 👻 The harbor bell rings without anyone touching the rope. 🔔 An old fisherman checks the date. “Forty-two days already?” He waves the ship in. Outside the Black Lantern, the bartender sets out extra chairs. A woman hauling in her laundry catches a passing ghost carrying her bedsheet. “Bring that back this time.” 😂 Brazen turns the wheel toward Smuggler’s Wharf. Behind him, more sails emerge through the mist. 🏴‍☠️ Tidewell knows how this goes. The pirates bring the party. And the party brings a few things back. 👻🍻 ⚓ Welcome to Tidewell Haunted Harbor! Bring your crew. Tag your fellow pirates. There’s room at the wharf and trouble coming ashore. We’ve only just dropped anchor. 🌙⚓