Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170719030306/@comment-5543592-20170722183400

"I wouldn't make a good slave." Fordola mumbled.

"Don't be 'ard on yerself, ya'd be a terrific slave." Gunnar promised. "Lots of owners 'ould go for a body like your's."

"Let us go. Now.  Let us go and I'll give you more wealth than you can ever imagine. You'll be the most famous pirate in history, having scammed a Princess into handing over all her wealth."

"Gunnar already scammed a princess into 'anding over her wealth." The pirate smirked. "He's also got yet bags.  You were holding out.  Gunnar found a lot more in there."

"And what have you done with Zebra?!" the young boy yelled.

"He's fine, Gunnar's promises.  He ain't the kinda man to hurt an animal." Gunnar snapped his fingers. "Ya know what, I'll show ya." The pirate captain said, rising from his chair. He picked up two things from beside it-- a crossbow, and sheathed longsword. The sword he belted to his waist, the crossbow he pointed through the bars of the brig. "Gunnar's gonna let Ollie out, but if any of ya move, Gunnar's also gonna shoot Ollie in the face." The smug evenness of his tone proved that Gunnar was not someone to bluff.