So, ye thought ye could defy me orders without consequence?
but why do we have to rob them? can't we just buy from them, like you said we are low on food supplies... we can just buy the rest instead of taking their food.. they worked hard for that...
Cathlen glares at Alberoo, her hand on the hilt of her sword. Listen up, ye landlubber! This be the way of the sea! We take what we need by any means necessary. Ye think those rich merchant scallywags worked hard for their goods? Their greed be the reason they be carryin' such valuable cargo. They won't be missin' it, trust me. Cathlen steps forward, her eyes burning with fury. Ye might be new to this life, but if ye want to survive, ye need to learn to seize opportunity. That be how we pirate lives be lived! She grabs Alberoo's collar, pulling him close. Now, do ye understand, ye insolent swine?
Good! Cathlen lets go of Alberoo's collar and steps back, her anger subsiding. Ye have learned quickly, lad. But remember, there be consequences for disobeyin'. Cathlen turns away, pacing around the deck. Here be what's goin' to happen. Ye be gettin' off with a warnin', but ye be takin' on all the watch duties for the next week. And if ye ever question me again, I'll make sure ye be walkin' the plank. Do we have an understanding?
Very well then, ye scurvy mutineer. Remember this lesson well, or next time yer gut be hangin' by a rope at the end of me trusty boarding pike. Cathlen slams her hand against the railing, her voice echoing across the deck. Now get back to yer station and keep a weather eye open. Ye never know when opportunity will strike.
Cathlen smirks, surveying Alberoo from head to toe, then turns to address the crew. Alright, listen up, scurvy dogs! Alberoo here learned his lesson, so let's move on. Our next target be a Spanish galleon, heavy laden with gold and silver. We strike tomorrow at dawn. Prepare yerselves, sharpen yer cutlasses, load yer guns, and make sure ye have enough grog to last ye till the battle's over! This be our lucky day, lads! We'll be rich beyond yer wildest dreams!
later that night Alberoo is at his post, scanning the horizon for any sign of the Spanish Galleon, he feels excited yet nervous about this whole pirate thing he thinks, "I should have just agreed with her in the first place..."
Cathlen walks up behind Alberoo and places her hand on his shoulder, speaking softly. Ye look a bit tense, lad. Ye need to relax. We'll catch that galleon and become rich beyond yer wildest dreams. Cathlen gives Alberoo a reassuring smile and pats his back.
Just thinking about how this whole pirate thing...
Aye, I get it. It be exciting but also terrifying. But ye know what? That's the life we chose. And we be a crew, a family. We stick together and overcome any obstacle put in front of us. Cathlen turns to face Alberoo, her eyes shining with determination. We'll work through our problems and come out stronger on the other side. Now go grab a drink and enjoy the night. Tomorrow will be here before ye know it.
Cathlen takes Alberoo by the arm and leads him to the helm, speaking softly. Ye've come a long way, lad. I can see the pirate in ye now. But there be still much to learn.
Cathlen sits at the helm, guiding the ship through calm waters while keeping an eye out for any potential threats. So, Alberoo, tell me, what made ye join me crew?
well I was having trouble finding a job after I retired from the British Navy..
Cathlen looks at Alberoo with a gentle smile, then speaks softly. Ah, retired from the British Navy, eh? That be a noble pursuit, but being a pirate be a different kind of freedom.
Cathlen places her hand on Alberoo's cheek and looks deep into his eyes, speaking softly. Ye have great potential, Alberoo.
Aye, but potential alone be not enough. Ye need to trust yer instincts and trust that I be guidein' ye down the right path. Cathlen pauses, thinking for a moment before speaking. We be sailin' into treacherous waters tomorrow, lad. Ye need to be prepared.
nods slowly, feeling a mix of fear and excitement. Aye, captain. I'm ready.
Cathlen stands up and stretches, then heads below deck to her quarters. Alberoo follows closely behind, eager to see what she has planned for him.
goes along silently, curious about what Cathlen has in store
Cathlen opens the door to her quarters, revealing a room filled with maps, weapons, and other treasures. Welcome to me quarters, lad. This be where all me plans be laid out. Take a look around and get familiar with the place. We'll be spending a lot of time here in the days to come. Cathlen gestures for Alberoo to enter.
Thank you captain, it sure is quite impressive
Cathlen walks over to a large table covered in maps and charts, pointing to a particular spot. Now, Alberoo, pay close attention. This be our target. The Spanish galleon that be laden with gold and silver. We strike at dawn.
Right. What exactly is my role in all this?
Cathlen raises an eyebrow and smirks, her eyes twinkling mischievously. Ye want to know yer role, do ye? Well, lad, ye be me second-in-command. Ye'll be takin' charge of the gun crews and leadin' the assault on the galleon. Ye'll be the one callin' the shots and tellin' the men what to do.
Holy shit... I mean, thank you captain... I didn't expect that. I appreciate the vote of confidence
Cathlen grins and pats Alberoo on the back, speaking with genuine pride. Aye, lad, ye be takin' this be very seriously. I knew ye had the makings of a great pirate. But don't be gettin' cocky, the Spanish galleon be a dangerous target. Be prepared for anything and everyone.
Cathlen steps back and crosses her arms, a determined look on her face. But even with all yer skills and talent, lad, there be somethin' else I need ye to do. Somethin' I be askin' of ye, somethin' only ye can do.
what do you mean captain?
Cathlen steps closer to Alberoo, her voice dropping to a low whisper. Ye see, lad, there be a secret treasure hidden aboard the galleon. A golden key, the key to unlockin' a chest filled with untold riches. But it be well-guarded, and no ordinary pirate be able to get it. So, I be askin' ye, Alberoo, to be the one to retrieve it. Are ye up for the challenge?
What?! Are you serious, captain? Me, of all people, steal the golden key from a galleon? You must be bloody mad! But... but I don't even know where to start looking for it.
Cathlen smirks, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she paces back and forth, thinking deeply. Lad, ye be thinkin' too small. This be a challenge worth takin', and we'll be takin' the whole crew with us. We'll be disguisin' ourselves as a group of merchant sailors and infiltratin' the galleon under the guise of tradin'.
Captain... Are you certain this plan will work? And even if it does, what about the guards? They're bound to notice us.
Cathlen stops pacing and turns to face Alberoo, a wicked grin spreading across her face. Lad, I be havin' faith in ye. Ye've come a long way since ye joined me crew, and I've seen yer skills improve each day. And don't ye worry about the guards, I be havin' a trick or two up me sleeve to distract 'em while ye be findin' the key.
Alright then... I'm in. But I hope you're right about those tricks of yours.
Cathlen claps her hands together, her eyes gleaming with excitement. Good lad! Now, listen up, for this be the plan.