"Listen up men! Ahh wants th' Turtle Sub scrubbed doon an' drydocked oan th' forward Orlop deck! An' git th' forecastle swabbed doon it looks loch a spyug droppin' zain! Noo hop tae it ur yoo'll be feelin' th' wrang end o' me moggie o' nine tails! Auuurgh!!!
Let's see noo, whaur waur we....Och aye, Stoatin Loch Ontario, aff shair o' Yoongstoon. Let's git tae it muckers!" 😉 -Keptin
⛵ ⛵ ⛵ ⛵...(Tour of "High Island")...Continued...
[Last time...]
Like an icy-cold wind, the Commander’s expression fell as he gritted his teeth and watched as the dinghy meandered it’s way towards shore.
“Ahh'll be ashaur at th' St. Kitt's pub fur some radge revenge!” Kerrislravenhill promised as she gazed south toward Youngstown.
(See: @joshuaslane/silver-adventures-captain-joshua-slane-06jn25-they-ve-got-lupega )
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[On the open water...in the dinghy...]
“Row faster you fool! What if they think this boy is expendable?!” Ripper yelled as Fard pulled harder on the oars.
“Boss, what are we going to do with him? He’s Scottish Navy!” Fard asked with obvious anxiety in his voice.
“I don’t know yet! But if he’s worth anything, it’s a safe trip back to Youngstown!”
Finally, Standing Officer Carpenter Lupega spoke up,
“Th' problems continue, we will see hoo th' story continues, sae far it makes me curioos.”
Ripper pulled the knife away from Lupega’s throat and jerked him around to face him!
“You’re an odd bloke! What are you jabbering about?!”
“Thenk ye sae much fur th' mention…” Lupega jested with a hard stare.
“You’re messing with us eh?!” Ripper replied with agitation as he pointed the dagger back at him, “If I were you, I’d keep my mouth shut! Once we get to Youngstown you may well be expendable!”
Lupega glared at him a moment then let his eyes drift back out to open water. With every moment, the Silverton seem to grow smaller...
[On the Silverton...]
“Keptin! Keptin! A longboat coming our way off the bow of La serpent!” Boy Meesterboom yelled down from the crow’s nest.
“Langboat?!” The captain yelled back, “Hoo mony in it?!”
“Three Sairrr! Yaar, me ole crew mates!”
The captain quickly slid open his longscope and focused on the French corvette. Coming off the bow was a single longboat pulling hard for the Silverton.
“Thee alright! Bludy bad bark if anythin'!”He grumbled as he slapped his scope shut, “Able Seaman Cve3, gang doon tae th’ gun deck an' hav' th' officers stain down oan they's gun!”
“Aye Sairrr!”
As Cve3 ran down the bridge stairs and across the main deck, the captain took his gaze back to the south…
“Someone’s hurt…by Gawd those pirates will pay fur thes! Och aye, they will pay!” he cursed under his breath.
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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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"Confused? Ascared? Seasick? Need tae gab with th' Keptin?- Skelp th' 'Reply' button muckers!" - Keptin
📝 "Remember maties, bein' crew oan th' mighty Frigate Silverton ⛵ is a sure cure fur loneliness! We sail together...ur nae at aw!" 🙌🏼🤝👲🏼🥷🏼👩🏼🍳👨🏼🔧👨🏼💼🧑🏼🎨🧕🏼🤵🏼♂️🤵🏼♂️🦹🏼💁🏼🙋🏼♀️👩🏼🍳🤴🏼👮🏼♂️💂🏼♂️🕵🏼👨🏼⚕️ 😉 -Keptin
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