Captain Fox

Walking theough your thatch roofed village carrying a torch WHOM ELSE HAST COIN FOR MINE POCKETS! Sees you trying to lift the rubble off your family in vain gaining burns as you lift cobblestone quickly bit by bit tearing up Child, if I hath known there were such children as thou here, I would not have attacked thine village to repair mine ship. You faint Child, let me take thee to the sea and heal thee of mine mistakes.