1st Dime $ Arrival on Isla Empieza $ [VOICE]

[bless_me_bagpipes]

[Without any warning or provocation a voice sounded over the journals. The most notable aspect of this broadcast was the rich Scottish accent that accompanied it.]

I want some answers, and I want them now.

[The irritation was evident in the way the words were emphasized. Despite the brief message from someone going by the name Scurvey Dog, Scrooge McDuck was not satisfied. The magical journal wasn't the most unfathomable part of this scenario. His inventor, Gyro Gearloose, could have concocted something like this... and if it actually was magic, well he'd run into enough of that within his life too.]

I demand to speak to the man in charge..............

[There was a slight pause in words, but he had one more thing to say before he was finished.]

Jones has some nerve kidnaping Scrooge McDuck. He obviously doesn’t know who he’s dealing with. Time is money, and I don’t have any time to waste. Now where is this blaggard?

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[Voice]

[om_nom_namur]

Well, he wasn't ever wantin' for patients, that's for damn sure.

Course bein' a medic on the biggest damn pirate fleet in the whole shitty world means he'd a never wanted for patients anyway. Everybody's out t' get y' when yer Captain's the one man every pirate's tryin' t' surpass.

[Voice]

[bless_me_bagpipes]

[Why is he still replying to this shark? He has no idea]

This captain of yours... is he here? What about the medic, is he here too?

[Voice]

[om_nom_namur]

Naw, not yet. Gotta start over in this place. 'S weird. Brothers can waltz int' towns an' shit an' not get immediately recognized an' chased by Marines- er, Navyboys. Sheheheh! Everyone knows me for an Outsider though, so nothin' new there.

Hey, speakin' a which. Y' found people t' sail with? Folk in Empieza only put up with us newcomers for so long.

[Voice]

[bless_me_bagpipes]

[So assuming this wasn't some fish tail, the only real pirates here were pirates before they arrived here]

I haven'ta yet, although I've had at least two offers already. [He seems pretty proud of that fact. It's better to have some options before committing to anything] I had noticed.. they've been giving me all kinds of dirty looks ever since I arrived. [They've also probably never seen a Duck before]

[Voice]

[om_nom_namur]

[Muttering.] Oh, good, y' can be someone else's problem then.

[And then louder.]

Sheheh! Yer lucky it's jus' dirty looks they been shootin' y'. When I woke up in the damn fountain they was pepperin' me with shitty rifle rounds. Sheheheheheh!

[Voice]

[bless_me_bagpipes]

[Muttering right along with him] As if I would even consider signing on with the likes of you.. I have standards.

[He certainly didn't care if Namur overheard him or not]

[Even though he had heard about the Naval incident a month prior he couldn't pass up the opportunity to get another verbal jab in] That just goes to show that despite everything I've heard about the locals they still possess some good sense.

[Voice]

[om_nom_namur]

Or a hell of a lot a racism. Whatever floats yer boat.

[Voice]

[bless_me_bagpipes]

.. Or sinks it. In this case.

[It's not like he really wanted anyone to be killed over the local superstitions]

[Voice]

[om_nom_namur]

Let 'em get t' y' an' they win.

[Voice]

[bless_me_bagpipes]

It'll take more than some restless residents to get Scrooge McDuck down.