Inigo donned his black silken shirt, pants, boots, cape, and mask. He looked very much the part of the Dread Pirate Roberts. He brandished his sword and stood before a crowd of men that looked up to him for intructions.

"Madame Governor has stolen our ship. She needed one to sail the seven seas! But we will not let her have it for long, will we, men?"

A chorus of cheering broke out and the Dread Pirate Roberts smiled cunningly, hatching a plan to catch up to them.

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"Isn't it beautiful sailing in the moonlight, Penn?" Bazi murmured, leaning over the edge of the ship.

"Absolutely. It's so romantic…" Cheeky squealed, eyeing Penn as she stood beside Bazi.

Bazi looked over at her good-naturedly and rolled her eyes.

"Especially the company, eh, Cheeks?" Bazi whispered. Cheeky blushed and gave her an indignant frown.

"Hey, hold on a second. Something's not right." Dulls muttered. He began pulling at the sails in order to get the ship to go faster.

"Dulls, what's the matter?" Penn exclaimed. Dulls didn't answer, but simply perked his ears toward an invisible sound that no one else could hear.

"Pirates! It must be pirates!" Henry shrieked. Cheeky slapped his face in an effort to calm him. It did not work well.

"Oy, whatcha do that for, sis?" He said to her.

"You're blowing hot air and riling everyone up. There be no pirates around here." Cheeky replied.

"Um…I think there are." Dulls yelled into the cool night air. The entire crew looked over the side of the ship and saw another one approaching their side, very slowly.

"Those aren't pirates! Don't be ridiculous. It's a merchant ship. See?" Bazi told her worried crew. Everyone was reassured except for Dulls and Tremaine.

Indeed, the people aboard the ship looked to be gentlemen. Gentlemen wearing clean, handsome garments, freshly shaven, tipping their hats politely to the crew. Bazi leaned a bit further over the side.

"Hello, there. Are you in a bit of trouble?" Bazi asked, feeling friendly. The men nodded in agreement. They explained that the hull of their ship had rotted and would sink within a few hours.

Bazi insisted that the gentlemen climb aboard their ship and be escorted to the nearest island. The men complied gratefully.

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"I have a bad feeling about this, Dulls." Penn whispered, adjusting their course. Dulls nodded mildly, stroking his bearded chin.

"As we all should. Those gentlemen are pirates." Dulls said slowly. Penn shook his head.

"I don't know about that, but I do feel that this was…a mistake." Penn replied. Bazi sauntered over to the men, after seeing them talk in hushed voices.

"You disagree with my decision?" She asked Penn. Penn nodded rather reluctantly.

"'What was I supposed to do? Let them drown?" She asked, incredulously.

"Bazi, the port that we left wasn't that far away. They would have found it soon enough if they had stayed on that course. Anyway, a good crew always keeps a few rowboats on deck in case of emergencies."

"I appreciate your concern, but please, Penn, you have to believe me. Nothing will go wrong."

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"You were saying?" Penn mumbled, shifting his heavy chains around. Bazi sighed, struggling to break free of her shackles.

Bazi and her entire crew had been taken below deck and jailed for no apparent reason. By gentlemen, no less.

"Pirates. Dulls was right all along." Penn stated. Dulls gave a modest shrug. Henry glowered at all of them.

"You do recall I was the one that suggested it first, mind you. Everyone takes me for granted." Henry wailed. Cheeky rolled her eyes.

"Shut it, brother."

"How will we manage to escape, let alone fulfill our mission with success?" Willa began to worry.

"Relax, everyone. If we don't come up with a plan soon, then I'm sure the Molomo Home Guard will send a few ships patrolling the seas in search of us. We will be rescued, my comrades." Bazi said reassuringly.

A few heavy, brisk footsteps sounded on the stairs. Everyone tensed up a bit. Suddenly, a man clothed entirely in black appeared.

"I see you've met my band of marauding crusaders…I do believe you were looking for us." He said in a swarthy voice.

"And just who are you and your men?" Bazi wondered. The man smiled to himself, like it was a good joke.

"The Dread Pirate Roberts, at your service." He said, bowing to his 'captive' audience.