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Becalm'd.

'e be sleepin' it off.

Flyin' minnows.

Barnacle's o'tha land.

Aye, fresh milk is rare at sea!

T'be like starin' out a port'ole.

Not fer ol'Woodleg's eyes.

T'be of no use t'me.

Nary a use in sight.

'Tis one way ta use treasure.

'Tis a mighty 'eavy blade.

Thet pick is made o'mighty soft metal.

Opulent Pickaxe

Th'ground be lucky ta touch me treasure.

Snazzy Pitchfork

Perfect for buryin' me treasures.

Havin' gold around soothes me soul.

Fer fishin' fer gold.

Aye! 'Tis treasure dust!

Thet bird must be 'uge!

Them be th'ropes.

Ye won't be much use ta Woodlegs.

Stay off me legs.

Looks like some tufts o'grass.

'Urry up an' grow back.

Ye' won't be much use ta Woodlegs like thet.

'Tis ablaze!

As tall'as th'sky.

Plunder'd.

A lil water ne'er hurt nobody.

Ye must 'ave a 'uge thirst!

Wearin' this ol'amulet makes me feel so smart!

Construction Amulet

Emerald treasures.

I's ain't against some helpful magic.

Deconstruction Staff

Not me top choice o'grub.

Th'witch doctor told Woodlegs it'd cure me crazies.

Cooked Green Cap

Don't see many o'these at sea.

'Tis below sea level.

'Tis out sailin'.

Woodlegs'll find more chips fer dippin'!

'Tis from th'backside o'a beast!

More chewy than'a week ol' shark fin.

Packs quite th'punch.

Me timbers is shiverin'!

T'ain't no cutlass.

Made wit' metal from th'finest meat mines.

Ye could put quite a 'ole in a boat wit' tis.

Them be th'ropes.

Full o' tha crunch.

Hard Shell Tacos

T'whales cow'r in fear 'fore ol'Woodlegs.

'Tis light an stylish.

Thet will soothe me wounds.