"Eh? Oh dem' speeches, you make the best damned speeches on all the black seas. Why if I were a younger lad, I'd be revving for adventure and full of that zeal that you swabbies are always so full of; that'd I'd be!", he takes a seat right across from the Captain, dumping some of the expended tobacco into a small stone tray. "Besides you probably haven't had anything to drink yet, you know what they be saying about a pirate who ain't filled their belly full o' dat sweet pirate fuel!" He excitedly says passing the bottle to her side of the table and pulling out his journal and maps. "Take a swig o' dat Capn' and then lets plan our next voyage. You might be still blue after all that swag we got last time turned out to all be fools gold and illusions," he pauses for a moment and grins a toothy crooked grin, "I heard that the shaman that did tat' to us is going to be in some freak show, we could track him down..."
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