1 |
Aye, Olivier be a treacherous dog. Once we were mates, but he turned on me for a chest o' gold. |
2 |
He left me to rot with a wooden leg and empty pockets. That scallywag stole me fortune! |
3 |
I tried to track him down, but Olivier's as slippery as an eel. No one crosses me and gets away with it, savvy? |
4 |
He thinks he's clever, but I've got me eyes on him. One day, I'll see him hang for his crimes, mark me words. |
5 |
His greed knows no bounds. He took everything from me again, but he won't take me spirit. |
6 |
Join me, matey, and we'll take back what's rightfully mine. Together, we'll show him the meanin' of revenge. |
7 |
Think carefully, sailor. Me offer stands, but I understand if ye choose another path. Just know, Olivier's days are numbered. |
Final |
Ye've made yer choice, and though ye ain't with me, know this: Olivier's day of reckoning is nigh. I'll carve my vengeance into the sea itself, with or without ye. When the time comes, don't be surprised if the tide turns blood-red. |