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You find a treasure map being used as a bookmark and you show it to
Andrews excitedly. He looks at it in disbelief. "Could it be? The
location of the famed treasure of the barbarian space pirate captain
Antonio Constantinoples? Why as a historical relic alone it is worth
quadrillions of space dollars! And if we could find the treasure
itself..." "Yarr!" says a harsh voice somewhere behind you. You spin around to see a weatherbeaten, grizzled old pirate shambling toward you on his peg leg out of the periodicals section. "Give ye to me that map, ye scurvy landlubbers!" "No way!" Andrews says nervously, hiding the map behind him. "We found it, its ours! You cant have it so piss off!" "Dont be a fool, lad!" the old pirate spits. "Dont ye know the treasure be cursed? Lest the proper charms an' rituals be observed you'll be dead as ol' Antonio himself within the week! I'm the only one who can help ya. Ol' Grizzlerot McSwilligan Turskabal Vashneerio the IV's the name, though me mates jus call me Griz, an I've been searching these bookstores for that map for 15 years, an piratin' the cosmos for eightscore that number, ever since I weaned meself off the Xaarawelshian demon-beast that raised me and gnawed its pinky finger off. A finer pirate stereotype ye wont find on all of Affrit. So what say ye whelps? Take n' me back to meet your cap'n an' ye wont regret it, lest ye seek an early grave in Davey Jones' space locker! YARR!!"
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