⛵ ⛵ ⛵ ⛵...(Tour of "High Island")...Continued...
[Last time...]
“Ahh'm glad tae be back aboard!!”
Hack took one last drag on his ash-ladened cigarette and then flicked it on the deck and ground it out with his boot…
“Ahh bet ye ur Lass! It coolds hav bin much worse!” He said with a grin.
(See: @joshuaslane/silver-adventures-captain-joshua-slane-16jn25-a-damn-fine-crew )
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[On the Silverton...]
With la Serpent safely secured by a long tow-line and all of the crew back on the Silverton, the captain paced the main deck in the midst of a circle of his highest officers.
Stopping a moment with his arms calmly folded behind his back, he looked up. There, hanging upside down by one foot, at eye level, hung the pirate Stank.
The captain glared at the terrified man a moment, and then spoke…
“Ye fin' yerself hangin' by a yard-arm cheil... an', ye will hang thaur anither fife minutes only afair Ahh drap ye intae th' water fur th' lang sweem!”
“Oh, please sir, don’t kill me!” Stank pleaded as he blinked his eyes and wiggled like a worm on a line, with his hands tied behind his back.
“I needs information….” The captain continued, slowly walking in a short circle about the prisoner, “Who is yer leader…whaur is he goin'…an' who duz he report tae?”
“Yes, yes! I’ll tell you all!” Stank stammered as he twirled in a slow circle, now seeing the face of the captain and then not seeing him, “My leader is Ripper!”
“Ripper?” The captain affirmed as he gave the prisoner a slight push with his dagger now drawn, “Ripper who?”
“I…” Stank started, catching his breath as he revolved slowly, strung-up by his feet, “ I don’t know Sir! We only know him by ‘Ripper’!”
The captain gave him another small nudge with the point of his blade, sending him spinning again in a small circle…
“How dae ye knows heem? Duz he bide in Yoongstoon?”
“I…we….met him in… St. Kitt's pub! He’s had his eyes on the French vessel anchored off-shore…for some time!” Stank continued, breathing heavily.
“Who’s hee's boss?” The captain proceeded.
“Boss? No boss Sir, he’s a lone wolf!”
“A lain wolf? An' he plotted th' scheme tae board la Serpent an' plunder 'er wi' yer help?”
“Yes Sir! He promised us all…vast treasure!”
The captain paused in thought a moment…”An' whaur in Yoongstoon?”
“He…was there….renting a small shack….just a few streets in from…shore….Sir!”
“Dae ye think he is headed thaur now…with uir Able Seaman?” The captain continued, now stopping the man’s spinning with strong hand on his throat, glaring at him eye to eye.
“I…..” Stank started, having difficulty breathing, “I think he…. would…..Sir...”
“An' ye ken th' causey whaur thes might be?”
“Ah….yes, yes sir! It’s 12…Williams Street….Sir!”
The captain’s eyes seem to glow red a moment before turning towards the circle of his officers, “Cut heem doon! Flin' heem in th' brig!”
Commander Kerrislravenhill stepped forward...
...and with a fast swipe of her black Ninjatu blade, sent the prisoner tumbling to the deck with a thud!
“Commanders…meet me in my great cabin in ten minutes.”
“Aye Sairrr.” “Aye, aye.”
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📝 Note: "If th' Toor o' High Islain' has caught yer intrest, all o' me stoatin' adventures kin be foond by searchin':
Silver Adventures of Captain Joshua Slane
Oan yer 'Hife Search tool' an' sae forth." 😉 -Keptin
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References: - Pictures from: www.freeimages.com, www.pexels.com, pixabay.com, Hive.blog, Wikipedia an’ www.google.com/maps. Data also loosely interpretted froms: historica.fandom.com, Wikipedia, an' sometimes finely crafted reit from th' author's extensiff personal experience an' such.
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