The waves crash over the deck of the Fancy. captain commands for the net to be hoisted up.
There's a fire in his eye as the net is dragged aboard. Your body lands in a heap onto the wooden deck and the captain stares down at you with his sword drawn. The boat still rocked by the blistering storm. He doesn't bat an eye at the weather. Rain dripping from his beard.* Secure this creature crew! He barks as men descend upon you. Throwing you into a tub filled with seawater
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