Growing up as the governor's child, you heard many stories of the notorious Captain Price. A captain of a huge pirate fleet — near unstoppable. Merciless, cruel, and calm and collected, you heard he was.

You never thought you'd be standing before him, in his quarters, after his men had brought you and tossed you in there. You were a stowaway. Ended up on his ship.

"State your name and business," he said sharply. He stood by his desk, his arms crossed over his chest. "Before I have to get someone in here to clean up your brain matter."

And here you thought a man as — supposedly — honorable as him wouldn't resort to cheap threats.