Oi, Cap – we’ve not long, so all ears on me. The Admiralty once sent me on a voyage t’ Gulf o’ Guinea fer… Well, it doesn’t matter – what matters is, when I were there, we found an island wi’ more Black Pearls than ye can ever dream o’ sniffin’. Lads ‘n’ lasses there were divin’ all day t’ collect ‘em. Now – get this; they’ve got so many of ‘em, they think they’re worthless. I’m tellin’ ye, they’re offerin’ t’ trade ‘em fer Peacock Feathers! Livin’ on another planet these guys… Anyway, if we can manage to scrounge up a load o’ feathers, we’ll be rich. Set out now lad – slice up as many o’ those Spanish swine as ye can, ‘n’ take the Peacock Feathers from their ‘ats. I’ll trade ‘em in fer Black Pearls, ‘n’ ont’ way back we’ll spend ‘em on hirin’ new crew, loads o’ Resources – owt ye need! Get that look off yer face lad, ye’ll get yer fair share; ye can trust me.