Pirate Petee

http://www.museumreplicas.com/webstore/sho...earchPosition=5 This should be exactly what your looking for. They are suede, but you could coat them in water proof oil, the stuff that mountain climbers and hikers use. That would make them harder and shinny.

25 days left

*climbs back on board and goes down below to get dried off and changed. Comes back on deck with coffee in hand, quietly smoking his pipe. He looks out at sea with his spy glass.*

*slowly rises from his hammock and without putting on the rest of his clothes and gear, walks up to the main deck. Standind by the rail he stretches and begins to climb up the ratlines. Half way up he turns and jumps into the ocean and starts swimming.*

*walks to the quarter deck, pulls out his pipe and lights it. awaiting the target barrels.*

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Aye, aye, quartermaster. *Retuens to the gun crews.* Plug up them cannons men and cover those guns, we be shootin a'night.

Alright men, stand down. Douse those slow match. Good job, not to worry will get our chance soon enough.

Aye, * heads back to the gun deck, still within line of sight of the quarter master*

*he slow moves up the starirs to the quarter deck, so he can keep an eye on the ship and still give orders to the gunners.

Steady men, steady. Patience

Aye, quartermaster. *slowly walks among the gun crews, letting them know to be ready to run them out if the situation arises.*

*aproches the quartermaster* Quartermaster, shall I be needing ta load a gun er two, jusin case?

*Siting on the quarter deck peering over the rail, watching the goings on through his spy glass.*

Greatful Dead

Brown eyed women.

Just dont smoke after that.

And it keeps you warm.

Oh yeah.

I'll be there both days, I want to order some of those pyracy pub black spot pins and put them on my tricorn so people will know that I'm from the pub. From the looks of it, sounds like there will be alot of us there. Too much fun.

*walking up and down the gun deck, inspecting the progress of the boring of barrels* I want those guns inners polished good, we need ta be shootin straight, also get those shot garlands full. I shall return. *walks to the upper deck, pulls out his pipe lights it and begins to puff. Leans back against the rail.*

It aint all that bad, but then again I'm an alcoholic .

You can always send them a pic and the info.

*climbs back on deck, shivering a little.* Damn, refreshing, cold but refreshing. *makes his way below deck to get dressed and a cup of coffee.*

*Rolling over in his hammock, he hears the ring of the ships bell, causing him to lift one lazy eyelid and look around. Looking out a gun port, he notices the red sky.* Oh thas no good. Nevermind that gotta get those guns bored. *Climbing out of his hammock, he stands up and stretches. Before dawning his clothes and gear, he heads up to the main deck. Stopping breifly he looks around and then runs and jumps overboard.* WOO HOOO!! *Splash, begins swimming.*