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Journals
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Type Stationary item

Journals are readable Stationary Items that can be found hidden all around The Sea of Thieves. These Journals usually uncover lore behind certain characters, artifacts or Ships. Most readable Journals have Commendations tied to locating and reading them.

Credit to D42STRIKER on the Sea of Thieves Forum for compiling most of these journals.

Merrick's Journals[edit | edit source]

Merrick's Journals were a set of journals added during The Hungering Deep event (and modified shortly), which provided clues to helping the players discover the location and summoning ritual for the first Megalodon. During the event, each one generally had two entries, which would lead the player to an NPC, who in turn would lead the player to the next journal. In total there were three journals in order: XX, V, and I.

(Found on Shark Bait Cove)

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One of Merrick's journals has been discarded here.
(Available only during The Hungering Deep event)

Merrick has left behind a journal...
(Available after The Hungering Deep event)

Read Page 26: Disaster!
(Available only during The Hungering Deep event)

Disaster has struck! I played me new shanty with me new crew, inspired by the notes of the old tribes. Even another ship joined in!
But... the beat somehow called to a creature... just like what the tribes worshipped. It was over in moments.
The sea was red before, but much more so after. Me crew were reduced to nothin' but shark bait, along wiv' me legs. The last of us fled.
I've noted the map number, in case I ever get so drunk I forget. The letter needed is one dear to me heart.

Read Page 30: Goin' for a drink!
(Available only during The Hungering Deep event)

I'm goin' for a drink! I'll charm one out of me favourite tavern keeper, with a little romantic verse...
Red haired and fair of face, her tavern stands at a shining place!
A place where captains hang their hats, head there for boozy chats!

Read 'Vengeance at last!'
(Only after The Hungering Deep event)

Well, knock me down wiv a chicken feather, if the pirates of the Sea of Thieves didn't rally round this old drunk when I needed them most.
I had so many people listenin' to me tale, goin' out to battle the Hungering One!
In fact... really quite a LOT of pirates said they killed the beast. In thousands of different, conflictin' ways. Strange times we live in...
I made enough figureheads and drums to fill in the ocean, I reckon!
I appreciate the support, but I need to go away for a while and rest me whittlin' hand.
Besides, I had a bath and I don't think the skellies will leave me alone much longer.
Safe voyages, fellow pirates!

(Found at Uncharted Island (I-12))

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One of Merrick's journals has been discarded here.
(Only during The Hungering Deep event)

Merrick has left behind a journal...
(Only after The Hungering Deep event)

Read Page 12: Back to the wreckage
(Only during The Hungering Deep event)

Why do I TorrTure meseff? Comin back to the wreckij of th Killer Whale.
If I could summon the shark again... I could avenge me CRew. An me legses.
I went Too the same spot, but he isn't comin. What's difrent?
Mebbe I'm tooo drunk. Can't harrdly writ. Gonna get a cuppa T, clerr my head.

Read Page 12: A grog from T.
(Only during The Hungering Deep event)

Tea is too.. sobering. Gonna get more grog, from me dear... whassAName. T somehinge. Find herr from my romantic verse:
The tavern that hass a nasty bite, where the drunks sslither evry nighT.
The BARkeep's fond o her ownn grogg, a scarred beaut in a Wild spott.
Rhymin's hard when you canT sea strait.

Read 'One last shanty...'
(Only after The Hungering Deep event)

Before I retire, I wanted to write one last shanty, inspired by some words I heard being bellowed from me speaking trumpets.
This one definitely won't summon any man-eating sea monsters. In fact, I promise not to cause so much trouble ever again:
We're no strangers, to this cove...
You know the pirate code and so do I!
A pile of treasure's what I'm thinking of...
You wouldn't get this from any other pi...rate!
Never gonna brig you up,
Never gonna let you drown,
Never gonna sail around,
And maroon you!
Never gonna steal your eye,
Never gonna not say 'aye'!
Never gonna sell your booty,
For a doubloon!
... it's a work in progress. I think I'll let me fellow pirates fill in the gaps.
My son Derrick seems to think it's hilarious. He suggested the title 'Merrick Rolled'. I don't get it.

(Found on Uncharted Island (N-13))

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One of Merrick's journals has been discarded here.
(Only during The Hungering Deep event)

Read Page 23: Back to me hideout.
(Only during The Hungering Deep event)

Back to me hideout, where I do me best writin'. Must admit, I didn't like making the swim, knowing what's out there.
Thankfully, it seems to stay near that infernal ridge.
I don't know how to get my revenge on that spiteful shark. Maybe I'll go back to the grog.
I stole animals from the Merchant Alliance for bait, but that didn't work. I tried me shanty again, but one man cannot call the beast alone.

Read Page 26: Retiring.
(Only during The Hungering Deep event)

If worthy enough souls could learn me shanty... no, it's too dangerous.
I'm stocking up on grog, going to Shark Bait Cove, and retiring me drums.
I'll be there, crafting new drums, just in case someone does prove their worth.

Read 'Un-beard-lievable'
(Only after The Hungering Deep event)

One of the oddest tales I heard from those pirates who went out to avenge me crew, was the story of a bearded stranger with a death wish!
They say he fought and defeated the Hungering One... all on his own! Why? I have no idea.
Seems he took it on man-against-fish, armed only with a sloop and a live chicken on the bowspirit! Some sort of protective ritual?
I hear he was naked too! That was very brave, considering it happily bit off my legs.
They fought for a whole day and night, but our hirsute hero prevailed! I hope he put me figurehead to good use... and sold it to buy some trousers.

Wanda's Journals[edit | edit source]

Wanda's Journals were a set of journals added during the Cursed Sails event, which detailed Wanda's experience in the creation of cursed cannonballs. While Salty was residing in Crescent Isle, he mentioned a few islands that he and Wanda visited that could provide clues to his circumstances.

(Mermaid's Hideaway, campfire near Five Paces Frank)

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This journal seems to belong to Wanda.

Read 'It's real!'

Salty was right. I don't believe it, but he was right. That old seadog found a treasure that will make us rich!
A cannon from Captain Flameheart's very own ship, The Burning Blade!
Who know's what power it holds? A weaponsmith DREAMS of finding such a weapon.

Read 'Raising our prize'

This cannon is definitely old, but has strangely withstood the ravages of the waves.
The tricky part is getting it up from the depths. It's heavy and... obstinate.
It has moods. And it does things to us, makes us drunk, or weak...
...or angry.

(Thieves' Haven, east shore shack)

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This journal seems to belong to Wanda.

Read 'A big idea'

So, we can't sell the cannon as it is. Maybe to a wealthy captain? But it's so predictable and besides, that's just one payoff.
I've had a big idea. I'm a weaponsmith. I can do more with the cannon... unlock its properties... make... something NEW.
Cursed cannonballs! The peak of my art AND a way to make my fortune! Salty too, I suppose.
If I can just manipulate the cursed iron, people will know that Wanda is THE weaponsmith of the Sea of Thieves! Wanda... I hate that name.

Read 'Unlocking the curse'

Mood of cannon changes. Chaotic. Separate each property with... mystic symbols? Tincture of antimony? Magnetism? Sing to it? No.
Test 14: success! One part cursed iron, 7 parts black iron, 1 part rat blood, (illegible). Cannonball made ship drop anchor!
Testing has changed ship. Curse spreading? We keep sinking her, she keeps rising. Repairing herself. Can I make more?
I'm changing too. Cannonballs affecting me. Flesh falling away. Tried protective charm, no use. How can I buy time to keep working?
Test 19: FAILURE. DAMN THIS THING! The iron has a... temper, like Flameheart. Need to test STRONGER mix! Too dangerous... unless I get Salty to do it...

(The Sunken Grove, cave campfire)

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This journal seems to belong to Wanda.

Read 'BLASTED OUTPOSTS'

Curse the BLASTED OUTPOSTS! The heads of trade won't let us sell our cannonballs!
I suspect it's The Order of Souls' doing. Too dangerous, they say!
ALL MY WORK FOR NOTHING? NO! They will see what dangerous means.
THEY WILL IGNORE ME NO LONGER! THEIR RULES, THEIR CODE, MEAN NOTHING!
Back to the workshop to make one more batch, then IT'S WAR!

Read 'NO MORE WANDA'

NO MORE FLESH, NO MORE MERCY, NO MORE WANDA!
GOT CANNONBALLS. GOT CURSED SHIPS. GOT CREWS. GOT FURY. JUST LIKE FLAMEHEART. I HEAR HIM CALL!
I AM CAPTAIN WARSMITH. I WILL BRING THE OUTPOSTS LOW. I WILL CALL THE COWARDS OUT!
DEATH SAILS TONIGHT! HAIL FLAMEHEART!

Umbra's Journals[edit | edit source]

Umbra's Journals were added as part of the Legends of the Sea event, which added details around Umbra and past events on the Sea of Thieves and were placed all across the world. If you would like to read these journals, they can be found on the Legends of the Sea Bilge Rat Adventure page.

Shanty Journals[edit | edit source]

These books are also found in preset locations randomly. They contain a song. It hasn't been confirmed that all the songs are connected to playable shanties

Becalmed[edit | edit source]

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Lyrics

Our ship, she dreams
Of wind in her sails,
Of wind in her sails unfurled.
And shining as we cross the sea,
We cross the sea for home.
Then we’ll all raise our voices,
A song in our hearts.
And set our eyes on distant shores
With wind in her sails again.
There’ll be
Cheering & calling,
No more
Squabbling & brawling
When we have the
Wind in our sails.
When we have our
feet on the ground,
We’ll sow our good
Fortune around.
There’ll be
Feasting & pleasure,
No more
Rationing & measure...
When we have the wind in our sails.

Bosun Bill[edit | edit source]

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Lyrics

Bosun Bill was known throughout the port,
a truly dreadful pirate who was always getting caught,
not one scheme for stealing he could hatch
cause someone would spot the treasure he'd got and Bill they'd snatch!
one day bill awoke laying on a distant beach
the last of his grog was just out of reach.
he groped around with trembling hands
and struck something in the sand!
he'd stumbled upon a part
of an ancient chart
strained and torn, the old map told
the way to find a stash of buried gold,
so...
Bosun Bill set out to find a crew,
but everyone he asked replied, "I'll never sail with you!"
'til at last, he plied a man with ale
to lend him his craft, a rickety raft, then bill set sail!
all by himself, Bill trembled in the dark
he lost both his boots and his hat to a shark.
he followed the chart 'til at last he saw
the gleam of a far off shore!
the trail led into a cave
silent as the gave
Bill stood gaping at what he saw...
a hoard of treasure piled from roof to floor!
Bosun Bill stuffed treasure into his sack
he loaded up the boat, but heard a mighty crack.
he'd taken too much plunder when he should have kept it light
the raft and all the gold sank out of sight!
Bosun Bill let out a terrible curse.
he'd had a chance at glory but he'd only come out worse!
to this day hes trapped on the island still.
not very clever, worst pirate ever, its Boooo... sun... Bill!

Grogg Mayles[edit | edit source]

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Lyrics

Theres a tale of old the sea dogs told bout a fearsome old marauder
He was such a brute he’d take all your loot then he’d sail off with your daughter
Who’s this loathesome rat you say? Who sailed the seven seas
He’d take on all the merchant ships and bring them to their knees
Grog mayles, grog mayles, black hearted to the core
Grog mayles, grog mayles! The gold he did adore
With a hand on the wheel and the other on his sword
You'd get strung up if you glanced at his hoard
Yes he was properly 'ard as nails
And they called him grog mayles
Now I get the feelin you’re not hearin how frightnin he would be
He could skin your chest right through your vest while he cutlassed off your knees
He’d plow his ship through storms and seas no other pirate dared
He plundered all the lubbers loot no treasure chest was spared
Grog mayles, grog mayles black hearted to the core
Grog mayles, grog mayles! Pirate provocateour!
Now is he dead? Cause we’re not sure
I thought I saw him at the tavern next door
Yes he is rather fond of ale… and they call him grogery mayles

Oh Hail, the Pirate Lord[edit | edit source]

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Lyrics

Beyond the ocean, rocks and mist, lies a secret none can tell. Filled with booty, grog and reminisce, its my crews true place to dwell.
Oh where will I find a haven safe to stash my hoard? Hush now, you sea urchin! Just take it to the Lord!
He waits amongst a pile of gold. He wants them chests, unearthed, found and stole.
Just give em' up and then you'll see...Pirate Legend, maketh thee. Now set sail for destiny! Oh hail, the Pirate Lord!
Beyond horizon, reefs and port. Be a place that none can see. Stocked with parchment, grog, and long lost maps. It be filled with mystery.
Oh how will I make my ship a legend that's adored. Hush now you land lubber! You haves to please the Lord!
He waits amongst a pile of gold. Tell him, the things, to your crew never told.
Just serve him and then you'll see...Pirate Legend maketh thee. Now angle those sails for destiny! Oh hail, the Pirate Lord!

The Lucky Sailor[edit | edit source]

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Lyrics

I was a lucky sailor
as free as a tropical breeze.
But your love clapped me in irons,
and I can't reach the keys!
Now my heart is in your brig,
and I know its not the only lodger.
But since you cast away your love,
I'm no longer a Jolly Rodger.
I'd keep an even keel,
but it's a dirty deal!
There's no appeal!
And now I must walk this plank of love!
Darling, please be mine.
Only you can make me whole.
Your love is the lime.
For the scurvy in my soul.
I used to dream of sunken treasure,
But now my only wish is...
With you tonight,
Instead of sleeping with the fishes.

The Tale of the Rubbish Sailor[edit | edit source]

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Searchin' for loot wi' the crew one day,
Through me eyeglass somethin' glinted.
Found a treasure chest - the very best.
We knew it would make us minted.
'Coins of gold were ours to share.
But me I wanted more. Stole from me crew - just and extra few.
They knocked me to the floor.
'The brig. The brig.
Lock 'im up they said.
The brig, the brig.
Left me there for dead.
'Headin' back to port with our plunder
We was boarded by a rival.
Twas Three Sheets Neate - a dirty cheat.
We fought for our survival.
'Our crew was brave apart from me.
I hid on the balcony smokin'.
They weren't best pleased - me arms were seized.
Yer for it we ain't jokin'.
With this tale of the rubbish sailor.

Mysterious Journals[edit | edit source]

Mysterious Journals have a chance to be found in several preset locations; They will display a short entry before giving you a theme appropriate Quest after reading.

Gold Hoarders themed[edit | edit source]

These provide a "Mysterious Map".

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Lost for centuries, the knowledge of who exactly buried this haul of treasure remains a mystery.

I may never know, for my bones are weary and the sun now sets.

May the next brave wanderer continue my journey.

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Athena's Fortune, it calls to me! I feel it in my bones…

One final journey unto the horizon; so close, yet... the darkness... it follows me and my crew.

Our final quest, scrawled here... may those who claim it fare better than we.

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Crushing death and grief… soaked with blood of the trespassing thief.

The Inferno has broken the shroud. May it sail these strange waters forever more.

The captain lingers on, his life restored. His map now awaits the brave once more.

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Deep we ventured into walls of stone. Lost without bearing or shine of light.

Our voyage for gold is lost and our crew now broken,

Now our fate appears clear. ..we may never find the lost hoard promised here...

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Endless days atop the ocean. Endless days at the grog. Though the final resting place eludes us still.

Closer now. The crew is so close now to that shiny prize.

Days pass and will falters. Spotted! They followed us! Black sails on a dark horizon. We leave this map until our return.

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Who would bury what's left of their fortune beneath the sands, just waiting to be uncovered?

Fools! This map is probably leads to nothing but bones and dust...

Order of Souls themed[edit | edit source]

These journals provide a "Mysterious Bounty".

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The fierce partnership and lifetime of piracy they shared now endures to far more treacherous ends.

The bonds must be broken. Only the Order can release them now.

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Long spread across the waves, the greed they share continues to compel them in search for treasure.

Only blades and bravery can release them now. To those who may read this, purge them quickly!

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The perpetual longing for gold and trinkets consumes the minds of lesser Captains and the Crews that follow them.

Their freedom will come at a cost.

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Untameable greed consumed former pirates, transforming them into a deathless form. Retrieve the whispered secret now bound to skull and bone.

This bounty now belongs to those who find these words. Claim their heads on my behalf...

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The hoard they stole brought more than vast riches, it twisted their souls into a foul form.

They must be released from their form. The location they haunt is inscribed here...

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The tomes spoke of life everlasting.

The ill-fated union of crews that went in search now forever binds them.

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What heart there was, now lies only bones. The Cap'n looks thinner now but his rage stays whole.

Eternal adventure under the mast says he, but our burden is heavy. No need for gold and trinkets... not where we be bound.

The price be paid to be sure, and what a price it be. Beware this fate, those who follow thee.

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They dared to walk in the footsteps of the damned and now it is they who await those that may follow them.

Though I have failed the Order, hope still remains...

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Dire warnings went unheeded and now the ill-fated crew's unending thirst will never be satisfied.

Break their bones and succeed where I have failed...

Merchant Alliance themed[edit | edit source]

These provide a "Mysterious Contract".

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The Merchant Alliance is built on trust. The trust we have in each other and the trust we build with our customers.

Our impeccable record for reliability may be under threat unless I deliver this vital shipment.

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My quality of service record may well be compromised with this little detour for supplies.

The Merchant Alliance's generous incentive scheme beckons me forward though. The crew and I are heading out to scout these island until the storm passes.

Tall Tale Journals[edit | edit source]

Each Tall Tale has several Journals telling additional background stories to the Tales themselves. These Journals are generally hidden at Locations that the Tall Tales lead players to. Most Journal hints towards the location of the next Journal. Tall Tale Journals can only be found and read by the Crew that has the specific Tall Tale active. There are Commendations for discovering and reading all of the Journals in each Tall Tale. If you would like to read these journals, they can be found on their respective Tall Tale page.

Non-Interactive Journals[edit | edit source]

There are countless number of non-interactive journals that are used for set decorative dressing throughout the Sea of Thieves.