All though SIR Lancelot you must have had an education in England Hmmmm?

I was a footman.... I couldn't put quill t' parchment

Ignorance is bliss in your case

ye better get ye skanky backside in here and qualify that statement lady

Every single one of us had a reason to kill old Inky, some have more than others, ye mark my words I'm just gonna pull a name out the hat on Saturday

ye captain's log????  I know nothing about it ye face of a pig

I bore my sole yesternight so I did - I know nothing about about no log

Ah was a wonderin' Lance, whether you be a tellin' the truth when you said you lied about bein' you. Are you Lance, are you his footman or are you Lance pretendin' to be his footman pretendin' to be Lance?

It be the only thing that she be sayin' that I be understandin'.

So what be your red quill a doin' in that very same log, eh?

Lassie, I can tell ye I was a footman to the Duke, me name be Lance Jones

it wasn't my quill in the cap'n's log   I kept my own sort of log as I've already admitted to so I could tell Longshanks where the cap'n had been and was probably going - as I said, I wanted him out of the way to get my hands on the booty and Longshanks wanted his prized pirate head.  As for the captain's log - no not guilty

I did be a wonderin' if she be a witch of sorts or summat meself. Hmmmmmmmm...but why would she be a wantin' Inky dead?

So were ye here for yer bloomin' novel or fer Longshanks?

Ye took yer boots off?

That be 'splainin' the foul odor 'round these parrrrrts.

wonder why Yu Lie seemed convinced it be yours?

both - they're not mutually exclusive ye know

I'd already agreed to board the Blackbird and decided to use my experience to write me novel.  Now Longshanks offerend me a lot of doubloon's to provide some information - only a fool would turn down a purse full of money now wouldn't they

So be it ye who be a writin' that letter ter Longshanks?

Cos it do be his, or because she is a mad ol' mare who be seein' things cos of all those chemicals she inhales.

You!  I be wanting to speak to you.  Now Forcy this here knock out potion the captain wanted you to slip to Barnie - I have to hold my tricornered hat off to you for not going along with the plan cos it went against the hippopotamus oath

Now I don't know if Barnie heard the row that followed with ye and the Cap'n cos he was going to keel haul ye for insubordination - that row went on for hours and then the cap'n was dead - if that isn't a motive for ye to have killed him I don't know what is.  Well answer that if ye please   And is the only reason ye didn't go along with Inky's plan cos ye fear what Caul would do tae ye or cos you and Caul decided to reverse the victim and make it Inky?  Are ye in cahoots with Caul?

I wrote many letters but that one  isn't in  my handwriting

But ye be a talented man, mebbe you have more than one style of writin'?

And if ye didn't be writin' it, who did?

True Vi, but it could also have been planted or Warren lying through his teeth

Then again Yu Lie could be lying to cover her own back, tis all very confusin' me wench

I'm going with the latter part of this statement

well I'm thinking it's that Yu Lie - I don't think she's as bad at speaking English as she makes out   I actually think she was born in Boreham Wood London not China and I reckon she went to Dame Ann Average Finishing School for Ladies and learnt how to compose a beautiful letter there

Yargggh! Yer make no sense, Piece.

If I be arguin' wid' t'Cap'n aboot how it be wrong to kill another wid' a potion, why would me then kill the Cap'n? The Hippopotamus Oath applies to man and beast, after all. Jes' cuz the Cap'n was a beast don't make it right to kill 'im!

Cap'n didn't want t' KILL Barnie, he wanted to maroon 'im on a deserted island (one without treasure, methinks. ) The potion was meant to knock 'im out enough to do the job.

I not be in cahoots with that mangy currrrr Caul. He be a power-hungry dog, that one.

Cahoots was never gonna end well if Caul be a partner.

It be that time again...the grog and me bed are a callin'. I be needin' ter think back and try ter figure this here murrrrrder out and identify the villainous villain what did it. As I be usin' the tried and tested method of pickin' a name from thin air and makin' an accusation fit and this only be a takin' a short while, I'll be a needin' someone ter keep me entertained. 

C'mon Lancey boy, I be ready climb yer mast and set sail fer paradise on the Jolly Todger 

 

well I'm thinking it's that Yu Lie - I don't think she's as bad at speaking English as she makes out   I actually think she was born in Boreham Wood London not China and I reckon she went to Dame Ann Average Finishing School for Ladies and learnt how to compose a beautiful letter there

 

* I shall look though my books, my school for ladies has been approved by many a young chav débutante*

I be following ye this second Vi, Seaman Todger is ready and able

ye see Forcy I don't believe that you believe in the hippopotamus oath   and I don't believe ye wanted to go to medical school.  I think it was all a ruse to get your grubby mitts on the captain's booty.  You're a greedy article who has used the medical school excuse once too often in my book

The night ye were rowing with the captain, is it because ye'd tried to dope old Barnie before and it failed so ye were too lilly livered to try it again and cited your blasted hippopotamus oath at Inky?

anyhoo ye scurvy dogs I'm away to my hammock to ponder all ye scurvy dogs have said but I'll be back

*stamps foot* Tisn't true!

whoops! wrong persona!

Piece, ye are blowin' up the wrong skirt, ye rat! I am not lily-livered, nor be I any more greedy than the rest of ye scurvy dogs! Methinks ye be tryin' to deflect attention from yer own guilty doins'.

*****Lays on Inns floor covered in smelly sawdust*****

Hic! The Captains dead   Who else cares?.......I bet his brother Billy is crying in his grain sacks...

What ye be blubberin' aboot, Rusty? Cap'n had another brother besides Jet??

Hic!

See here! What be ye doin' there, lassie? Are ye keepin' ole Rusty company in his drunkenness? Ye know, a nasty ole pirate ship like this ain't no place fer a sweet lil flower such as yerself. Ye'd best be careful!

***lays in sawdust, listening to strange Hics!***

**Climbs back onto barstool, and orders wench to bring me a flagon**

***Sits pondering at bar......who done it?***

Did someone knock me out?? What day is it? Where am I?? Who am I??? Myy This ship need a good sprucing up.. Staggers on deck..

Ahh It's coming back to me now. I was kidnapped by Cap'n Black, The very Man I was after, So I joined his crew and kept as close to him as possible awaiting my chance to shop him to the Admiralty. Some how I had to finds a way to get a message off the ship so I kept at him to release some prisioners and slipped a not to one of them. But the note went missing.. My time was nearly up but by chance one of my notes had getting though and there was a ship tailing us. My chance to put my plan into action I thought and used the signal flags to let then know I was ready..

Well what happened next Eh? Cap'n ends up dead and we all end up suspects!!

Only one way to get out of this now.. Prove I am innocent of a murder..