[Loser]

"Arr you lilly-livered dog, what do that be, sublight in the shallows of yon Warp Point?"

"It do be the pox-ridden fleet of the scurvey Gravey invaders sir. They do be waiting for renforcements."

"Avast! The Gravey? Wit der acrused Talisman!?!"

"Aye sir. Wit der acrused Talisman. 'Tis a witch's pact wit de Devil himself, to be sure, sir. Arr."

"What manner of cannon do dey bring?"

"Dey bring the PPB on most all der ships and the SD on der largest hulls."

"De SD!?!? Why, we don't even have shields! Never plundered such a bounty. Get 'er back in the wind, lads! We're goin' to die or live like Kings!"