Story of the Essex is the story of two men. Captain George Pollard and his first mate, Owen Chase.

As I live and breathe, he’s mine.

To be a captain, you cannot be a friend.

Greed took hold of our captain and first mate. So we headed out. A thousand leagues along the equator. Where knowledge ended, speculation began. That’s where the whales had gone to hide. As far from man as they could possibly go. But we hunted them down. Centuries before, sailors feared sailing off the edge of the Earth. But we where headed for the edge of sanity. Trust gave way to doubt. Hope to blind superstition.

Blood, Mr. Chase. You can have all the voyages under your belt you want, but blood will always win out.