Arh, what times me crew have had. In the bowls of the devil himself we have been. Day and night me men of fortune have fought far lives that deserved not ta see another sun. A whale of a size your captain can begin not describe chased me vessel till swallowed up we were. Sent buy the almighty ta bring final rest tar de souls of us de retched, farh the sins we cared not ta commit. Farh dis beast was of biblical nature and we all be fearing the stories Jonahmust had told. Farh now me crew is without a ship, an every last musket was fired, an every last cannon was shot in attempts ta be freed from dis beasts gut.