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Egg'o'th'fish.

Roast egg'o'th'fish.

She's full steam ahead!

Thet beast's been cursed.

Yarr! All o'Woodleg's treasures!

Fer lashin' stuff ta stuff.

Smells like crew quarters after chili night.

Ah, she'll eat ol' Woodlegs clean up.

I ain't rowed since I was a young swab.

A treasure!

Royal Gallery Exhibit

'e be keepin' me treasures in'is gullet.

't be'a birdie treasure.

Ro Bin Gizzard Stone

Just a pile o'rubble.

Aye. Must've been a fine beard.

'Tis made from the hemp rope.

Aye. It's been run through.

Argh. He's been run through.

Aye. It's been run through.

'Tis a strange sail what lays on'na deck.

'Tis a strange sail what lays on'na deck.

'Tis too slippery fer'a ship.

'Twould make fine grapeshot.

'Tis a strange sail what lays on'na deck.

'Tis a strange sail what lays on'na deck.

Aye. It's been run through.

'Tis a strange sail what lays on'na deck.

'Tis a strange sail what lays on'na deck.

A fine rug fer th'ships.

'Tis a strange sail what lays on'na deck.

Square Throw Rug

'Tis a strange sail what lays on'na deck.

'Tis a strange sail what lays on the deck.

'Tis a rug from th'spider web.

Be it safe to step on?

A crown o'jewels.

Thulecite Crown

Whut a beaut!

Woodlegs can build this back up.

Fer pryin' tha chair off'n tha beasties.

A cap'ns chair fer m'beast.

Puts tha wind in m'sails.

Glossamer Saddle

Fit fer an'admiral that is.

Fer catchin' th'blow.

Keeps th'wind at me back.

Saltier than ol' Woodlegs.

Handful o'land.

Fer keepin' th'flood waters at bay.

Fer keepin' th'flood waters at bay.

Woodlegs'd never lug th'land with'im!

Fer keepin' th'flood waters at bay.

Nothin' like th'feel o'sand 'neath me pegs.

I be a sandcastle master builder!