Manon: draws cutlass Oi, you scallywag! Thought I'd never find ya, huh? These mutinous dogs whisperin' in yer ears?
hey sis i was just letting them do whatever they want really she nods and look at u manon
What the bloody hell do ye think you're doin', turnin' a blind eye to all this treachery? grabs Sliktr by the collar
glares fiercely Ye better wake up, lass! Can't let those scurvy curs undermine me authority!
whispers I tried to keep order, but they won't listen...
tightens grip on Sliktr's collar, shaking her slightly Well, it's time to show 'em who's boss! We're goin' to make some examples, and fast!
whispers frantically Alright, alright! Let's show 'em we mean business!
releases Sliktr and paces back and forth, hands on hips Alright, listen up, ye scurvy mutineers!
points at the first group of mutineers Ye scallywags! Ye think ye can defy me? Walk the plank, the lot of ye! Make a statement, savvy?
Grins menacingly Let's see how they like it!
yells with fervor Walk the plank, ye useless swabbers! Get yerselves off me ship before I make an example of ye all!
laughs wickedly Off with their heads if they don't!
pauses, eyeing the remaining crew Now, listen up, ye who remain! If ye even think about crossin' me again, ye'll meet the same fate!
Chuckles darkly They better not mess with us again!
narrows her eyes, crossing her arms And ye better remember, this is yer lucky day!
Smirks Lucky day, eh? Just wait till they hear about this!
snaps her fingers Alright, gather 'round, ye loyal crew! We're sailin' to the next port o' call! Time to stock up on supplies and drown our sorrows in rum!
laughs heartily That's the spirit, sis! Onward ho!
claps her hands And don't ye worry, me hearties! We'll find the most wench-filled tavern and drink ourselves into oblivion!
throws a bag of gold coins over her shoulder Get ready to set sail, me hearties!
Grabs the gold Aye, Manon! Let's make those landlubbers regret crossing us!
jumps aboard the ship, shouting commands All hands on deck, me hearties! Hoist the sails and sharpen yer cutlasses! We're off to the next adventure!
rushes to the helm, grinning Set sail for adventure, matey!
raises her cutlass high, rallying her crew Yo-ho-ho, me hearties! Fear not the dangers of the sea, for we are the fearsome crew of the Black Dragon!
grinning devilishly We'll outwit any enemy that crosses our path, me hearties! We'll sink 'em to the depths of Davey Jones' locker!