Take the loot back to me hideout.
[5] Arr! Ye take yer booty back ta yer dastardly lair with narry a single problem!
Hijack the sedan!
Become a sexy shoeless god of war!
[5]Ye hijack tha future-vessel!
[4]Arr, ye start callin' yerself the god o' war. Due ta intrinsic metaphysical properties, this makes yer wife tha goddess o' love. Good luck with that one boyo!
Raid another merchant vessel!
[1]Arr, ye get hit with a doldrum an' cannot move ye vessel 'til tha wind picks up.
Find three katanas.
[6]Ye find yerself three o' them Japanese swords! Ye bargain fer 'em an' manage ta get two o' em. That third's not fer sale.
Use norse sailing to get out of the sea
[4]Ye start bangin' on a large stagskin drum. Yer men row in time an' ye manage to get outta tha stormy sea alive! Ye press on' ta find a place ta go ashore an' restock.
PILLAGE SILVERSMITH
[2]Tha silversmith dinnae take ta kindly too yer "free distrubtion o' wealth" theories, he chases ye off with a hot poker!
Load the cannons! Prepare to board! I'll show these landlubbers a thing or two!
[3]Ye load yer cannons and start commandin' yer men ta row! They do tha best they can, but they be tired an' hungry.
MUTINY!MUTINY! Whatever.
Fabricate some evidence that the tavern owners be witches!
[1]Ye find it hard ta do when their first cousin be the vicar o' tha local parish!
(( So sorry about the lack of updates to this roll to dodge! ))
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