Well, our time in No. 17's hometown has drawn to its natural conclusion with Miss. Carleton gone, the Elders dispersed, Mrs. Morrison returned with a glass of OJ, Mrs. Brown's tab paid in full, and the Pearl in our possession. So, there's not much left to do but split up to get our hands on the remaining two Antekey fragments.

Three pieces form together into one. From the sea, to the sky, and deep below, our work here is far from done.

Now, this I wasn't expecting. The Antekeys can open more doors than originally thought? How valuable. Though it's done a rather poor job of opening up the Black Tide, wouldn't you say so? What, a flock of jellyfish, an alchemical abomination, and the monkey? Is that really all the Sunkenman could pull out?

OKAY, IT'S OFFICIALLY GO TIME. IT'S HAPPENING.

We just put together who the Sunkenman is and what he wants, and now we find out that he has his own cult of Finfolk, and THEY were the ones who have the Pearl of Poseidon, which I guess can be used to open the Black Tide?! WHAT!? That is not good. That is really, really not good.