Yarr maties! Sit down and I will tell ye a tale of the greatest treasure ever found.

It was a dark and stormy morning. Since the night before, the skies had been opened and the the wind was gusting. It made travel difficult, but ye know that this has never stopped us on our pursuit of the treasures Davy Jones attempts to take for himself. Well, today was no exception. Upon returning to our regular haunt, what appears but a chest bulging at the seams and hinting at the prizes within. I take out me trusty saber, prepared to hack into it in any way necessary. This proves to be unnecessary as the briny deep has already given me a hand, which is useful when one is a hook.

The treasure is mine, and I dare that Long John Silver to try and take this from me. I will banish him to the same island as that Robinson Caruso.