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"You see, dear Mr. Turner," Jack said. "The adventure is the lost treasure of Kieran the Fiery-eyed." At the blank stares he received from the group, Jack looked a little exasperated. Turning to Arden he said, "Well come on lass, you've lived in Tortuga all your life, you 'ought to understand how big this is." She still looked blank.
"Well," Jack said, "I guess I'm going to have to explain it then. Kieran O'Connor was a fierce pirate. The reason they called 'im "Fiery-Eye is because his eyes seemed gold in the reflection of a blade. Deadly man, no one could touch 'im. When the King's Navy finally caught him, he claimed to have buried a treasure on a remote island. An island that even one who knew were Isla de Muerta was couldn't find it." The silence was so great you could have heard a cricket chirping. Jack had finished rubbing his hands together, and throughout the story had been gesturing drunkenly. Arden stood up.
"So Jack," she said, "what you're trying to tell these fine people is that you want them to accompany you on a perilous and ridiculous adventure?" Jack nodded. "Aye," he said, "t'would make an interesting voyage. Let me tell you more about this." He was interrupted by some banging on the door. Luckily Will had remembered to lock the door before Jack came out of hiding, but Elizabeth stood up in alarm.
"Open up, Turner!" came the Commodore's voice. "We know you've got her in there. And Sparrow too! Give them up and you won't be prosecuted!" Arden looked around. There were several places to run, but all seemed covered by the soldiers. She looked at the blacksmith in frustration.
"Aren't there any other ways out of this bloody deathtrap?" she asked. Will looked around. "To the back!" he said. "They might not be there." The four people went to the door, the pirates staying slightly behind so as not to attract too much attention. The door was clear and Will opened it.
"Come on," said Will. "Jack, is the Pearl docked nearby?" Jack nodded as they all exited. "She's docked beneath the cliffs," he said. The four made their escape through the town, hiding in every which way as soldiers came up towards them. Surprisingly they weren't caught. As they reached the cliffs Arden looked down both in fear and in wonder. Beneath her was a ship of great beauty. Her newly repaired white sails were visible in the sun, while the Jolly Roger was flying from the mast. Arden could see crew members running around the deck performing their duties. Behind the group they could see Commodore Norrington flanked by about twenty soldiers.
"Well," Jack said, "I hope you all are prepared for the grand adventure. Now Miss Hawkins if you'd be so kind darling." Arden looked up confused, but before she could question Jack he had pushed her off the cliff towards the water. As she fell, Arden positioned herself into an awkward dive and met the ocean head on. As she hit the clear blue water she could see three other shapes come in after her. She quickly surfaced and followed Jack to the ropes which the crew had lowered for them.
"You see, dear Mr. Turner," Jack said. "The adventure is the lost treasure of Kieran the Fiery-eyed." At the blank stares he received from the group, Jack looked a little exasperated. Turning to Arden he said, "Well come on lass, you've lived in Tortuga all your life, you 'ought to understand how big this is." She still looked blank.
"Well," Jack said, "I guess I'm going to have to explain it then. Kieran O'Connor was a fierce pirate. The reason they called 'im "Fiery-Eye is because his eyes seemed gold in the reflection of a blade. Deadly man, no one could touch 'im. When the King's Navy finally caught him, he claimed to have buried a treasure on a remote island. An island that even one who knew were Isla de Muerta was couldn't find it." The silence was so great you could have heard a cricket chirping. Jack had finished rubbing his hands together, and throughout the story had been gesturing drunkenly. Arden stood up.
"So Jack," she said, "what you're trying to tell these fine people is that you want them to accompany you on a perilous and ridiculous adventure?" Jack nodded. "Aye," he said, "t'would make an interesting voyage. Let me tell you more about this." He was interrupted by some banging on the door. Luckily Will had remembered to lock the door before Jack came out of hiding, but Elizabeth stood up in alarm.
"Open up, Turner!" came the Commodore's voice. "We know you've got her in there. And Sparrow too! Give them up and you won't be prosecuted!" Arden looked around. There were several places to run, but all seemed covered by the soldiers. She looked at the blacksmith in frustration.
"Aren't there any other ways out of this bloody deathtrap?" she asked. Will looked around. "To the back!" he said. "They might not be there." The four people went to the door, the pirates staying slightly behind so as not to attract too much attention. The door was clear and Will opened it.
"Come on," said Will. "Jack, is the Pearl docked nearby?" Jack nodded as they all exited. "She's docked beneath the cliffs," he said. The four made their escape through the town, hiding in every which way as soldiers came up towards them. Surprisingly they weren't caught. As they reached the cliffs Arden looked down both in fear and in wonder. Beneath her was a ship of great beauty. Her newly repaired white sails were visible in the sun, while the Jolly Roger was flying from the mast. Arden could see crew members running around the deck performing their duties. Behind the group they could see Commodore Norrington flanked by about twenty soldiers.
"Well," Jack said, "I hope you all are prepared for the grand adventure. Now Miss Hawkins if you'd be so kind darling." Arden looked up confused, but before she could question Jack he had pushed her off the cliff towards the water. As she fell, Arden positioned herself into an awkward dive and met the ocean head on. As she hit the clear blue water she could see three other shapes come in after her. She quickly surfaced and followed Jack to the ropes which the crew had lowered for them.