Aha me hearties

Aha me hearties, some action at last. We were sailing the seas off Sumatra, looking for the pygmies and cannibals of the islands, when we ran into a frenchman, a ship of the Napoleonic line, called the SS Foret Paisible, captained by a canny cannonaider called Capt Michel O'Murphy McCoy. A hard toing and froing, lots of very fast avoidance, zig-zagging galore, but we caught up with her and boarded her finally before sunset, and subdued the crew after much cutlass and musket work. Lots of gold on board. The sailors on board the Sovereign are mighty pleased me hearties. Even Cap Jack Ethan Hawke was toasting the men tonight over a glass of port and some captured camembert. A lovely skirmish. Very nice provisions too - lots of fresh fruit for the old scurvy. Lemons galore. Ahoy there shipmates. Grace a Dieu.