And why be that then? Be ye in some kind of trouble with them? 

aye...I mean nay, wench

Mebbe he is, mebbe he ain't. There be somethin' not addin' up about Lance A-boil, and I just ain't able ter put me pretty little pinky on what it be yet.

Vi, Vi, Vi *sighs* who would be wanting to have every movement watched by the Port Authorities I like me grog, cards and women... why would I be wanting them around me

Yer may not have done any arm twistin', but yer sure did some law breakin'. Yer knew the Cap'n banned any gamin' on his ship, so why did yer carry on? What kind of trouble be you in?

So were ye captured or were ye recruited? Surely if ye had been captured, ye wouldn't have had a choice of job?

I carried on because I didn not know how much the Cap'n knew, do ye think I be stupid and want to walk the plank. I did not know how much the Cap'n knew til Brassy spoke up after he be dead.

Mebbe someone who knows the financial value of such items, the same someone who be in debt as a result of gamblin'?

be a good job that the crew be in my debt then

Mebbe cos ye ain't who ye say ye are.

MInd ye, I like a bit of role play, so if ye be lonely later, I be stayin' in the crappy hotel next ter the fish market.

Darlin' Inky had ordered you to stop and he warned you that if you did not, then he would cut off your hands. Did you choose to ignore this warning or did you think you could outsmart him? Or maybe your addiction to the gamblin' was so strong that you killed poor ol' Inky so you could carry on.

I'll bring the grog wench, you take the mugs...   no doctors and nurses, that Gayle Force matey gives me the willies

he be warning me once and he said to stop with the cards it be unlucky, it was ages ago and I did not know he was watching me closley. I be a landlubber and worked for a Duke, I'm not use to the murderin' ways of Pirate's and no way would I have killed the Cap'n...I be jumpin ship first.

I can do much better than doctors and nurses, that be fer beginners.

I be headin' off now, if you ain't there within the hour, don't bother cos I'll be that full o'grog, I won't be worth the effort.

Ah am off to mah bed now, Ah am exhausted and need mah rest. Good naht to y'all.

I be off for me clean long johns, be with you shortly lassie.... don't be bothering warming the bed pan, you won't be needing it

Ye Gads!!!   I've been chasing my tail trying to catch up with you lot I'm out of puff 

let me get a tot of grog and then I have a question for Miss Silky-tongued Silverbrass 

Before you go Ms Silverbrass pray tell me if there is any truth in the Freetown rumour mill that you are rather good at keeping a diary in your beautiful handwriting that contains more than one secret held within it's leather bounds??? 

Now that I come to think of it... Your comment come to me in a dream last night. I was so worried it woke me up! The note I wrote and gave to a former shipmate prisoner seems to have gone missing. Now that is a mystery to me.

I can't fool you can I Vi, you some kind of one o' those new fan-dangled detectives?

Lowers voice

I was captured and it suited me to be so, see I'm in the pay of the British Navy and I hold a letter of Marque from His Lordships at the Admiralty. I was under orders to take any steps necessary to secure the head of One Cap'n Inky  Black. I was running in Circles on the Troubadour trying to find him and he presents himself to me!!

So I volunteered to serve errr under him the only way a girl pirate can Ha! I had him in more ways than one.

You would have been proud of me girl.

I was just making a plan so that I could capture him and some ingrate goes and kills him the blaggard!!   Stomps off...

Well, Mister Peace, Ah'm a traditional kahnd of girl, so of course Ah keep a diary, though how any of the peasants from down town could know about it, Ah just don't know. And what is in mah diary is private, as all diaries are.

I be looking for that Warren Peace and I might like a word with Gayle Force if he not be having an hangover from partying all night

But my dear Ms Silverbrass what I want to know is do you have any information on certain privileged people???   I heard tell that many of the notable towns men owes you a favour or two relating to stuff that they'd prefer to keep secret.

Was old inky in that book?  Did you note down any secrets that old Inky Black wanted a kept secret? Did he fail to pay up and did you threaten him with a knife then stuck it to him, literally?

Or  is Sir Pants-a-lot Viagraworth-Jonesing in it?  He looks the type bounce from one laydee to another and let's face it Slappyer Sophie, you're not exactly fussy if the pay is good   I'm sure he has a few secrets he'd like kept hidden!!!

Miss Silverrass won't be having no hold on me Warren lad.... but now ye here, I have a question or two for you!

So ye know nothing about navigatin do ye?

Arrrghhh! Be that sour grapes I be tasting

Why? Are you wanting a lift?

You seem to spend a awful lot of your spare time in the company of former members of His majesties navy!

Be ye a stinking limey sympathiser? 

it's the smarting butt I won't be missing

Aye  now the Captain Black be dead My mission is over. Why would I want to stay ere wif you lot?

*Sniffs indignantly.*

I reckon he/she be a British spy n' all 

Mah dear Mr Peace, mah lahn of business means that, of course, Ah have had dealin's with many of the most prominent men in this town. They are wealthy men and waht to show that off bah buyin' their lovely ladyfolk a piece of fahn jewellery. And yes, Ah suppose some of these men may be a buyin' for ladies that are not their wives, but it is not mah place to discuss this with anyone else. It is in mah best interests to keep mah business confidential if Ah want these men to keep buyin' form me.

And just what do you mean about li'l ol' me not bein' fussy if the pay is good? Be glad Ah am a Lady sir for if I were as rough as Eave, Ah would surely have had your scrawny genitals on a plate and fed them to mah li'l ol' dawg.

Thar be only one thing for ye then lassie!!!           

And what mission would that be yer scurvy mare? A mission to kill mebbe??

Warren there is a lot more to you than is plain to sea you dog...

I overheard one of the Powder Monkeys talking of you down below... Ben Dover be his name. He was bragging to his mates about how he told you off for sneaking a look in the Cap'ns private Log Book. He sniggered as he said how you slammed the book shut and hurried away without a word said.

That was a few days ago now. It was not long after that there be a great confluence of sharks in the waters about ship! Ben Dover has not been seen since that time.

All things adding together the air smells rotten when you are around Warren. I'm asking you directly. Did you have anything to do with Bens disappearance? 

Mebbe she is, mebbe she ain't. Mebbe I should let yer torture her ter find out?

Well, well, Warren me old mucker, this ain't lookin' too darn good is it? 

HaHaHa! aye ye are all rounding on poor Carry now eh?

Well for your scurvy information I be a British Naval Lieutenant in the Royal Navy. It was my mission to Capture Captain Black but he captured me. 

I pulled the wool over all yer eyes all this time.

You won't be doing any harm to me while we are in port. This Pirate ship has had it's pirate days you dogs!

As far as Blacky was concerned my plan was far more cunning than a knife in the chest fools!

Well, yer weren't that clever were yer cos we all thought there be summat not right about yer. But that be by the by. What were yer plans fer the cap'n then?

Don't be getting any ideas either. My musket be loaded and i'm am as good as any with a cutlass! 

Warren seems to be hiding a good many things

He be saying nothing about navigation, he be tellin' lies!.

The Cap'n be blind drunk a few weeks ago, Warren goes to the helmsman and tells him to change course at once and steer 90 degrees to larboard. Not 30 minutes later it was found to be we would have run onto some fearsome rocks. How did he know the boat was in danger and how did he know what course to steer? He be insisting all this time he knows nothin' about navigation and why he be demanding to ignore inky's orders, if he didn't know what he be talking about

Warren either practises whitchcraft or knows much more about navigation than he cares to admit.

Well Vi just cos ye be asking me I#ll tell ye.

When I was below decks I stole a cask or 2 of gunpowder. This was stashed under the Captains cabin. When a British War Ship came by I was going to blow the stern to high heaven. The ship being disabled would have been easy pickings. I would go home a hero and collect a grand purse.

I never got the chance because of a most pity-full murderer Grrrrrrr.