OOC: my pirate is Captain Jack Kidd (or just Kidd).
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Kidd was trying to find the best attack plane from his vast collection of maps, charts, books, everything and anything that would help him capture the English capital in the New World: Port Royale. His crew, on the other hand, were busy gambling their rations away in a game of dice. Even the first mate was playing. In fact, he won, saying "An' I have won the prize of an extra ration, an' I----" "The Captain's coming! You know he don't like gamblin' on his ship!" Yelled a random crew member. Kidd was fully aware of their gambling, but was to happy to keelhaul the fool who started it. "Men," Kidd declared, "Today, Port Royale will fall!" Cheers arose from the crew, soon followed by the first mate's question. "An' how we supposed ter do that? They outnumber us by teh thousan's!" Kidd expected this. "Simply put, as you aren't as well versed as I am, we will ambush their ships, weaken them until they have nearly lost, and then go in for the kill. No ship is to get in or out until I give the word, friendly or not." The first mate knew this plan, but never actually saw it in action. "Wit' all due respect, Capt'n, why would we need such a strat'gy?" Kidd was about to say something when a crew member in the crow's nest shouted the alarm. "Ship o' teh line ahead! Ship o' teh line!" Kidd dicussed his plan to capture said ship of the line. "Do I make myself clear?" The first mate quickly replied. "Yes capt'n."