Theres nothing more i have than you cant even trust your fellow pirates...
Here i try to be a good strict , but fair captain to my crew, and the ONE thing i reallly care about in this world, get snagged right in front of me... its a bloody outrage!!

All captain have that little craving, that little something that one need to make ones blood pump just fast enough in the ht of battle.
Take me for example - we were out in the thorax- Delilah- Me and my sturdy crew of 50 shipmates.  The steward knows well i neeed my gallon of coffe to be on my best, so he always have it ready. I do suspect however, that  some of the crew must be dippping into it, cause theres never enough! ..

We scan a systm, get a hit - i drink my jug of java... i jump in guns blazing, i get a refill of the said java...
We blast them to smitherines, and...its empty????
 Are there no honor amongst us thieves???