Ahoy! Ye likely not be remember'n me. Maybe if'n ye shake those rocks from yer nogg'n you'll have the sense to recognize me fame an' fortune. After ye had a hard look at yer old Cap'n Lucrecia Merlose o' the notorious
Gadflies, ye be less addle brained and show yer respect ye filthy blaggards! Ye not know what yer old cap'n of the Gadflies been through.
You there! Get me a grog!
That be better. I haf't a brew in years! Sweet nectar o' the seas! I be feel'n to do a jig about now. After being captured and ransomed, and ransomed again from the East India Trade Company to some even less friendly blokes. I be putt'n a black spot on the cowardly dog traitor! And mind ye, I only got away wit' me wiles and wits and not without almost making a permanent residence in Fiddlers Green. And no thanks to any o' ye lily livered sprogs! I'll let this slide. Mayhaps ye all were too drunk to notice yer old cap'n be missing. Mayhaps ye were too busy spending all yer gold an' gamb'in an' enjoy'in the simple pleasures o' life. Fine fine...Just be know'n that I be back and I be sail'n the Green Revenge again. I be see'n ye scurvy dogs out on open waters! Yo-ho-ho!
((Ferrex The Scurvy and myself (Lucrecia Merlose) have returned to POTCO. I'm not if anyone remembers us. It has been a long while. Got sucked into other things. I must say that the return has been full of surprises! Ship pvp, fishing, and alchemy oh my! The Gadflies is still around though it looks like the members within it may be inactive but it is hard to say at this point. We may be looking for more crew mates depending on how well we can budget our time. Good to be back though!))