Disorientated and memory a bit hazed, Captain Vane dreams of big ol' beautiful woman.. In a tavern.. Tossin' Dubloons all the while shuvin' his face into bosoms the size of any great sea whale! Ale and liquor splash through the air! Woman laugh and giggle as he pinches them on the arse! Ay! The pirates life is the life to... *Snores* Captain Vane finally wakes up.. Feeling salty sea water splash him in the face like a whip. A whip.. Reminds him of the wrench him and a few pirates tossed around awhile back before shuving her off a plank in the middle of the sea just after havin' her a few dubloons. He laughs at the thought. A lot of good it will do her now Confused, he begins to look around while scratching his head, not knowing exactly where he is. Suddenly, he feels a lump arising in his throat, as if he spent the night drinking gallons of Serpent Piss. His stomach churns, and he violently barfs, eyes tearing.. Vane wipes the puke from his mouth and takes a look around.. He notices the scattered empty pitchers of various liquors, ale, as well as many empty bottles.. He picks one up but its empty.. He tilts it back hoping for one last heavenly drop to grace his tongue.. But no such luck.. He begins gathering his clothing to get dressed.. As he's doing so, he accidently knocks his boots into the water, and they sink like a filled treasure chest that's accidently knocked into the ocean. His heart sinks at this thought. Ready to depart, Vane looks around and realizes he is missing one key essential. Vane: Where is me' ship?
Yo ho blow the man down, tis a familiar story matey, havin been thar meself a few times, only sure cure is ta steal ye another ship and give her a good name, then get drunk in memory of ye old lost ship. Of course a few wenches and murderin sprees do help in the mean time until ye can liberate a suitable vessel from one unsuspectin. yarrrgh!
