WW LLXVIII: Yar Har Har and a Bottle o' Rum

[Nerwen]

Originally Posted by Eönwë

Yarr! I be awake as well! What ye be thinkin' Nerwen? How d' we catch one o' them fishmen?

Arr, them dogs... fish... whate'er they be a'callin' of 'emselves... they'll not be able to fool us!

Fer- mark ye– how mote them fish be a-knowin' o' the ways o' brave gentlemen o'fortune? We must be a-tryin' fer to engage 'em in a bit o' conversation– an' by thunder! They'll give 'emselves away afore long!

Originally Posted by Eönwë

Or ha' the' cap'n 'ad too much of th' ol' rum?

Nay, 'tis goin' dry as gives Cap'n th' horrors. He be shipshape along o' there be plenty o' rum in his belly. Rum be meat an' drink to he.

An' then, mark yon blood in the water. This ship ha' seen foul play, or I'm a landlubber!