The Rats discovered me and I squealed so loud the Captain heard.  He was all for sending me overboard at the end of the plank.

I said "No cap'n, I ave talent"

He said "Show me, me last fiddler lost an arm in battle"

I said "I don't fiddle, but I have a squeeze box"

He said "Squeeze"

****I Squeezed to save me sorry life****

You can look and look, but you will neveh fahnd a motive. Why would Ah want him dead when he was central to mah business being the success it is?

Now, Ah am exhausted and need to bathe and then retire to mah bed. I wish y'all a Good Naht <<<<<this in no way resembles me, Ah am not bald for a start.

*faints again*

Please be tellin' me t'were yer squeeze box ye squeezed.

Well it wasn't me Accordion.

Well my pulsating wench I haven't been travellin' all that long with Capt'n Inky - I'm one of the newer recruits so to speak   to be honest I can't rightly remember if I were on board when Trashy Cassy and Sir Pants-a-lot came on board     I tend to self medicate with the old grog to cope with being on the blackbird and it's turning my brain to mush 

As for not being able to say who the plotters were - well wench I was hiding behind a barrel when I first heard the whisperin'  I would have betrayed my presence if I'd have moved closer.  I could see their outlines because there were a flickering deck lantern beside them but it didn't gie me enough light to see them.  Their voice carried on the wind so I heard what they were a saying alright 

As am I

***Sits on barrel playing concertina on deck***

"Blackbird listing in the dead of night,

creaking boards heave heavy sighs,

Blackbird, cries,

Blackbird, cries,

It's lost it's Captain to the dark black night"

Yaaaarg! Stop tha' infernal playin' an' I'll tell Ye!!

It be no secret that thar be a price on me head!

T' come in t' port would be suicide an' the cap'n was of the same mind..

Err...what do YOU know about it, muf?

Might be time for the PLANK for you! Arggghhh!!

Yaaarrg!!

Muf be my official spokes person on such matters

^^^ quickly reads to catch up when I had to dash away last night

*no wiser who be doing it yet*

Pokes delightfully perky and pretty nose in just to make sure no-one forgets there is such a delectable sailor wandering about the ship waiting for someone to drop their britches themselves in it.

Not to worry, lassie.  Ye have not been forgotten. Ye are a bit confusing, 'tis true, but never far from one's mind.

Tell me...are you the one that sometimes is referred to as "Cassy"? This be addin' to my confusion.

Well Gayle... My name is Carry Oakey but I will answer to "Hey Gorgeous" too.. I suppose a few drunken pirates may forget me name from time to time. The main thing about me is I am refined, intelligent and a bit of a dark horse. I keep my cards close to my ample chest. If you are nice to me I may open up a bit later. 

Hmmmmm. Methinks ye don't have to answer to "hey gorgeous" very often.

Did ye say ye look a bit like a dark horse?? And refined and intelligent?? I musta missed that.  And I be wonderin' if you and Eave might be in cahoots, what with you both bein' pirates of the female persuasion.

me accordion bit:

pinyin pinyi xireie tong

amoor amour

nihao yanfg ma

haiang si yang

nihaio ni hao

yang hi aio

yang ti nao

wanan wanayang hai more

Traslate to ye:

land lubber landlubber

ye booty lies here

love  love

Ye capn Inky dear

the booty sighs

at ye bottom of ye sea

ye heart is lost

in the depths of the sea

Capn Inky loveth me

man hai ho *bows*

Ahoy th' whole crew woe ye be all well

Is this meant ter be in the Daily Sin or are ye tryin' ter say summat?

ye groggeth calls ye to ye bunk

wanan wannan -

I love ye all

ye heart broken - i am going to ye bunk to drink ye grog to forget

Wanan Wanan - ye vi - you scurrilous rabid dog

Hmmmphhh! You know how to offend a girl thats for sure!

I be beggin' yer pardon, lassie. Sometimes my mouth gallops ahead of my head. You kin probably tell I'm not real good with wimmin, as you kin maybe guess.

I of course graciously accept your apology kind sir. Here's hoping the next 2 days help us resolve the terrible murder of Cap'n Black. If not I fear we will all be taken into custody

That be the END OF ROUND 1 Haaaarrrr 

I'll give ya 3 doubloons and a dead parrot for her.

that be three doubloons off the 7 ye owe me and ye can keep the dead bird

Hmm there jumps in Lancelot trying to scrape in his ill gotten gains.. I was passing his cabin and noticed all his private stuff was packed and ready for a quick get-away.. Mighty suspicious if you ask me.

You not going to put an offer in for the ship Lancelot? Make yerself Captain and take her secrets with you to England perhaps Eh??

*goes to put arm round Carry then remembers that she is a stinking lowlife servant*

Well, Ah think Ah may have an ideah why he was so eager to get away from the ship and darlin' ol' Inky. Mahnd you, Ah think you have more brains than you let on, you managed to get yourself a cushy li'l job on this ship, how did you manage that?

I aint be going nowhere Cassie/Carrie/wench. if the ship be up fer sale I thought I may stay in Freeport for a while. we don't know what be happening with the ship, if Barnie Caul takes over, I have no intention of sailing on her again

Buying this woodwormed infested raft and where would I be getting the doubloons from, may I ask?

You could play me at poker?

If poor darlin' ol' Inky had caught you a gamlin' once more, you wouldn't have been able to tie you own laces never mahnd sail a ship as fahn as this, would you?

you don't pay yer dues

Ah'm sure you would have had a good go at fahndin' the money and Ah'm sire it wouldn't have been through hard work.

Well I be reckoning you must have amassed a fair sum of money from all your gambling winnings you cheat!

What could possibly be here in Freeport for a lier like you? Maybe you are in cahoots with the Port Authorities Eh?

I did not know how much the Cap'n knew, I didn't know some of the crew be running with tales  

Give it a rest Sophie Slapperbrass........ leave the man alone! You're slumming it a bit chasing a "Sir" aren't ya? I thought nothing less than a "Lord" was good enough for the likes of you.

Stinking  low life servant? Why I'm more refined that a 15 year old Malt whisky. It was my bad luck to end up here.