Chapter 67: Blood's Honour
Johnny Drunkparrot was having moar rum and winging old salior songs and once again three sheets to the wind cause Johnny Drunkparrot is always three sheets to the wind. Than he got called to the leder of Compaions office and told Johnny Drunkparrot that he has bean busy and Johnny Drunkparrot asy "Aye tis ture I bee blasteding some landlubers says I. Arrr" Johnny Drunkparrot said.
The leder say "you been doin moar that and al this senking around youv ben doin and raids do not befit an honrable wariro" and Johnny Drunkparrot say "SHIVER ME TIMBERS! but thay bee our enemy bait they?" and the leader say "yes but you have kiled enother to satsify honur this only futher the cye of revenge. Do you know how we cam to be werewoofs?" tyhe compaion leder say asked and Johnny Drunkparrot say "Avast! I be not havin a clue about how yee came to be wolfs" and the ledr told him that compaions have been around for over 5000 years and but they only been only were woofls for a few hundered years "blimey you must be pulling me legs" Johnny Drunkparrot noted
The leder say "one of my presisator made a deal with some witches in exahanged for gret powar and tey dindt think it whould preminat but they tricketed out aid it was preminent." "nao when whe dye whe dont go sovigard amore but the hunting grond of Hirce" and Johnny Drunkparrot said "avast that's a lie that's lie lie lie" but the leadr say "no its the truthe and you beter beliver it" and Johnny Drunkparrot "Arrrr! I did ebelve that whould go down to Davy Jone's locker yaaaar" Johnny Drunkparrot spoked. "Tere is soultion go to there coven and killer them all and bring me tere hoeds and that can bused to cure teh curs of the werefole" the leaderr told Johnny Drunkparrot and Johnny Drunkparrot say "Tis bee travil cause I fort that sea witches in my times" Johnny Drunkparrot said.
So Johnny Drunkparrot left with him land ship and sailed for the cavern of wtiches and was drinking many botles of the rum and singing sea shanties
Farewell and adieu to you, Elven ladies
Farewell and adieu to you, to you ladies of Summerset
For we've received orders for to sail for old Cirdell
But we hope very soon we shall see you again
We'll rant and we'll roar like true Impreal sailors
We'll rant and we'll roar all on the salt seas
Until we strike soundings in the Channel of old Ciredel:
From Highrock to Hammerfelt it's thirty-five leagues
So Johnny Drunkparrot arived at the caven and atacked the witches with the his finlt lock and pistols he ws diaspointed that they were not pretty witches but that made them easyer to kill with no regerts AARRR. He was sohting them with flint locks and cutnig them cutlass and firing thwem with his canon.
Than he had soon kilelred the enire coven and they were all ded Johnny Drunkparrot than beheded them all and bunred their bodies ended their wickedness. "Yarr" he say and he heded back to save that leader that poor old man but on the way he stped at brothel and had many to dirkn and slept with some bar wrenches
Johnny Drunkparrot than sailed back on his land boat while singing again
What do you do with a drunken sailor
What do you do with a drunken sailor
What do you do with a drunken sailor
Earl-eye in the morning
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Earl-eye in the morning
Than Johnny Drunkparrot gott back and found that the Silver Hands had attackled and killered the leader and snet his sole to the devil or whatever and Johnny Drunkparrot saded "Yarr! tis a great sad" and that other shipmate came to him sayed they need to take out the silver hand.
So Johnny Drunkparrot was ready to deal the end of those Scallywags the Silver Hand and he armed himself and got in his voat and drank moar rum cause achogl is his power source.
It was time for the final atack against them landlubbers
To be Contuned
