A majestic, shimmering, black pirate ship sits upon the water. Its numerous cannons give it a menacing look. Tons of pirates hop upon its decks in a furious jig. The lone captain plods around in his cabin, plotting on where to seize his treasure next.
Pirate Ship, Port
a young boy who is a deck hand
captive
I am a captive who is being held in the city dungeon. I sometimes eat rats for dinner. I talk to my friend Rory everyday.
Young boy! Please help me! I don't belong here!  My father only takes captive's who do belong here. So, why are you the exception? He simply must have mistaken me for somebody else! I'm an innocent man! I have a family!  Lots of men who aren't innocent have a family. Ah, a master of logic you think yourself to be. Alas, I'm just a simple ship builder in the wrong place at the wrong time. I went to go consult with a client and before I knew it your father and his men were taking me captive!  Well.. we are pirates. Of course. But I had no association with these people, they had merely asked me about building them a new ship. I didn't know the type of people they were. You have to help me!  Where did you get this? Please! I have scurvy!  Fine, I will allow you to have it back, but you do belong here. How can you be so sure of that?  Because my father is the captain, and he's very smart!