"Cap, we're entering the Isle of Siren," Bartholomew said.
"Siren Shores tis but a myth," Boosa yelled. "Ye, yella be showing."
"It's no myth," Killian said as he shoved Boosa to the side. "I hear tell of the lasses beauty."
"No lass there mate," Kidd yelled. "They be demons."
"Demons?" Bartholomew asked.
"Mermaids, boy," Fen said. "Be ye wary, mermaids mean a trip to Davy Jones' Locker."
"Aye, mermaids be the death of many men," Stede said. "Cap, the ship is flagging us."
"Good, let's give them a hand," Destan said as he smiled.
"Aye, aye," the men cheered.
He looked at the setting sun and smiled. This would be a fine night for pillaging.
"Siren Shores tis but a myth," Boosa yelled. "Ye, yella be showing."
"It's no myth," Killian said as he shoved Boosa to the side. "I hear tell of the lasses beauty."
"No lass there mate," Kidd yelled. "They be demons."
"Demons?" Bartholomew asked.
"Mermaids, boy," Fen said. "Be ye wary, mermaids mean a trip to Davy Jones' Locker."
"Aye, mermaids be the death of many men," Stede said. "Cap, the ship is flagging us."
"Good, let's give them a hand," Destan said as he smiled.
"Aye, aye," the men cheered.
He looked at the setting sun and smiled. This would be a fine night for pillaging.
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