Oatly felt the smack across his burnt face. “How could you be captured?” demanded the Captain putting her hands on her small hips.
“Capt’ ye saw those blasted unicorns they was everywhere. Me poison would not work on them says I.” Replied the burnt and torn pirate. “Plus shiver me timbers did ya see the Dragon it chomped on me over and over.”
“I saw you get captured and then run like a dog you scallywag.” Shouted the Captain. “We will never run these elves out with a display such as this.”
Turning her eyes on the rest of the crew of sea dogs she barked “Get these decks swabbed and tonight you will get no rum Oatly now get out of my sight.”