You were in the harbor, waiting for your boat. It was called the Turquoise, and it wasn't exactly recommended, since the owners were none other than pirates. But you had no choice, it was the only one you could take. So come what may. The boat was already twenty minutes late. Great. Suddenly, you caught sight of the Turquoise silhouetted on the horizon, speeding towards the port. The hull narrowly missed crashing into the harbor, and a man in pirate garb jumped off and landed in front of you. He smiled at you, flashing his sharp canines, and shook your hand without waiting for you to do so.

" Navy Murphy, pleased to meet you. (For you it's Captain Murphy, thank you kindly)."

On the boat, a sort of very tall girl who seemed half-fish half-human, with a bottle in her hand, called out to him:

" Oh, Captain! Move your ass, we haven't got all day!" " Shut the fuck up, Lemu! (he turned back to you) Come on, get on board, those fuckers who crew me don't know how to wait."