[On behalf of Gareut.]
Special Ship Snapshots!

"What is this poison... Kraken rum? Can't be that strong - Can it?"

"Ye Scurvy Half-Human, I ought to shoot ye with a crossbow!"

"The skies turned to black
The oceans fell dead, nay winds dared to blow
Then out the darkness with a thunderous roar
Umberlee's Wrath rose up from the depths below"

*Kalma's eyes are widen as he sees what the sailors have added to Officer's table.*

"Cutlass... It migth be better than that Plate-Piercer."

"Nope!"

*The moment of depression.*

"....I am richer than the Dukes of the Baldur's gate! Yarh har ha!"

*Passing out, so close and still so-so far away.*