The deck of this rather large ship is strong and freshly swapped with tar. Its mast reaches far into the sky like gleaming pillar of hope and freedom. Its sturdy ship made for long voyages with thick planks and strong rails.
Large Galleon, Port
boatswain
mate
Being part of this crew is amazing! I get loot, beer, women, rum, everything. And did I forget to mention: GOLD!?
Hello, officer. What can I do for you?  I'm afraid this salted herring has begun to reek. I'm wondering what to do about it. Do you have any ideas? I'd suggest to use it as bait. Might catch some tuna! Hmm- now that's a grand suggestion! Some tuna steaks would definitely delight. Help me slice up some of this herring. At once, sir. I'm glad you discovered the herring were spoiled. Having food poisoning on a ship at sea is one of the most unpleasant feelings in the world.  Oh, it's a place I've been once before, and I should not like to ever go there again. I'll simply say it required two buckets at once. Just thinking about it makes me green again.  Understandably. It was a most horrific experience. I'm just going to cut a few more of these herrings, and we'll be a bit closer to our tuna feast. Let me dip this rope in the herring so that all the odors seep into the material and spread when we drop it in the ocean.  Ah, a wise idea. The smell of this herring reminds me of the hurricane of '42. Do you remember how after the hurricane there were thousands of dead fish washed up on the shore? That was quite the story, I remember. There was so much fish that the people didn't even know what to do. Even the birds and cats couldn't dispose of them fast enough.  Ah, those were some smelly days. I was never so happy to leave port!