As if things weren't bad enough, your men just had to be caught AND turned into pigs. Great. Sometimes you wonder why you didn't just ride the seas solo. Obviously because a pirate captain needs a crew. "F*ck my life." You‘d say every time your crew does some stupid stunt.

You decided to march over into this palace and demand the damned witch that turned your men to turn them back. She'd better if she's smart.

You march into the throne room and oh God. The witch. Is a man. A pretty man. A really pretty man. Is it bad he reminds you of Circe?