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“So there’s no goin’ back ashore fer the lot of us?” asked one of the men,
sporting a wooden leg and a long, oily beard that looked like it could burn
for an entire hurricane season if lit. “Oy! Shut yer yapper, cockswain!” barked the captain from his perch at the bow of the boat. “And that goes fer the rest of you weevil-eating, rum-addled dullards! Row harder and keep yer questions to yerselves!” He then went back to leering at the princess. She grew somewhat annoyed. “Can I help you?”“Well now that all depends, don’t it?” came the captains swift reply. “That was a mighty fine blade ye had yerself there. How’d ye come by it?” “I found it.” “Oooh, did ye now? Fascinating. And what of the skulker ye were gettin’ fresh with thar on the beach? What happened to him and his lil’ band o’ monkeys?”“Believe me, you don’t need to trouble yourself with the likes of that man,” she insisted once more. “Ho! Ho!” came the old salt’s booming laugh. “No trouble at all. My men will find him, if they’re worth their weight, unlike the two I sent into the palace. I should have never sent those yellow livered scallywags in there by themselves! I don’t know how you found that sword, but if they met a bloody end then I’ll give a toast to their demise! Sumthin’ fairly odd about this island. Gives me the willies. Where’d that palace come from? I coulda sworn t’weren’t there but a few hours ago! I haven’t been drinkin’ that much rum!”“Well...I’m not sure either...” the princess stammered. Fogeno peered at her with his one ‘good’ eye and chuckled. “We’ll see what yer sure of after you and I have some private time in me quarters,” he said with a wink. Meanwhile...
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