Where did you get your pendant, Captain? The one with the red jewel in the center and a serpent around it.
Aye, it be a good trinket, isn’t she?
I had been hearin’ upon my gatherin’ of the item itself that it was given to Zhu Yingtai, by the lover of her own heart, Liang Shanbo. They be known as the Butterfly Lovers within the East China Sea region. Quite a tale, if yer to be entertain’ yerself with tales of fancy.
Simply bein’, I picked up the item in the days of me youth as a lowly cabin boy, from the Fort Zeelandia when we’d raided the area. ‘Tis funny to be recollectin’ that such stories had been attractin’ me own heart at such a time.
Cap'n, will you please let me have your children?
While I be more than honored to the request, I’m not exactly privy to be havin’ one of me own. My most sincerest apologies Miss 3mahlee, but a ship be no place for a child nor a father whom is bein’ absent at best.
I not be back quite yet lasses, however I am impartial to yer questions comin’ for mehself to me new place of residency.
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I’ll be seein’ ye soon.
((Oh my gosh, I had no idea this blog was getting so much love! I’m SO sorry you guys! I’ve been busy roleplaying a LOT and I just got a new roleplaying blog setup for Hector at the above link. Please redirect your questions there! The Captain will surely, and gladly, answer them!))
I'm sorry about that captain! But at least losing it wasn't too big a disadvantage.
Nothin’ be aptly named a disadvantage if yer learnin’ to accommodate such things lass. Nay! Any pirate that be true to the sea has naught any faults to be seen within reasonable doubt.
-chuckles lowly and tips his hat-
Do you have any interesting stories from your childhood, Captain?
Aye, there be many but I’ll be regalin’ you with one that be describin’ what first happened to me right leg.
My father worked for the Spanish Armada for many years ‘n as such I grew up agreeably well. I had one older sister ‘n one younger. My father found himself a nice woman of English blood and tried to settle down.
Upon capture of his ship when I was naught but a boy, the time he’d spent on the sea betrayed him; many ships had gone missin’ as had some of the gold on them. My father was presumed to be the thief and as such was due to be hanged.
We were not allowed to see our own fathers death which still to this day I am regrettin’; for we went. ‘N we watched. As soon as the dull thud of his body and the quick snap of the rope signaled to the crowd the end of his life I lost me grip on the tiles of the buildin’ we were watchin’ from ‘n I fell and cracked the bone beneath the knee.
Seems for the best really, when one gets to thinkin’ about such things. I may be missin’ it but it’s really no matter if its gone when yer already limpin’ to begin with!
‘Tis nothin’ better than that bein’ of an impartiality of the facts that be abidin’ to my own gentile nature an’ the like. However there be comin’ a time when there’s naught but simple silence on the ever growin’ mass that is the sea.
Privy, do any of you landlubbin’ blagguards have any queries for yer ever faithful Captain? The blackest of night comes quickly and ‘tis far to often that I am left to my own recollections.
I ponder to myself at times if any but mehself would be curious to writings of sorts that be pertain’ to my thoughts. Would any be interested in such tales? I eagerly await with not to baited breath for yer replies. -low chuckle-
Was there ever a time you felt an intense amount of fear?
Aye, there’ve been an abundance of such times if one is astute enough to be callin’ it to my mind.
Here be the difference between men of the sea an’ men of the pirating life. One shall simply show their feelin’s incontrovertibly and be givin’ it away for the world to be usin’ against them whereby those others feel it deeply in the expanses of their hearts but are strong and sensible enough to be keepin’ it to themselves.
I am a man not of the former but preferably of the later, if yer catchin’ me drift.
Here's a question: are you ever going to steal Jack's ship again? I mean that is your bad habit, but you have an awesome ship now.
An interestin’ query to be sure although if I’m recallin’ correctly, the last time I had been seein’ Jack, I don’t quite think he owned any ship of worth; least not to me own recollection.
‘Tis not a difficult task, I’m sure you can all ascertain to such things, considerin’ how Jack gets when he’s had more then a bit of rum.
Come now then, do none of ya have the courage to muster up and be askin’ yer Captain a question!?
Surely yer not ALL Blaggards ‘n bloomin’ lubbers?!
