The man listened to their questions, while his gaze stayed on the sleeping one.  [color=steelblue]"I'll tell you all what you want to know, but only if you pinky promise to get me out of here,"[/color] he said in jest, knowing he didn't have to many options.  [color=steelblue]"Only kidding.  Fine."[/color]  He cleared his throat and stood upright.  [color=steelblue]"I am Captain Dalious Durendail, I'm certain you've heard of me."[/color]  He paused briefly in case they had.  [color=steelblue]"No?  ...anyway, this is my ship and my crew.  Well, was, before the mutiny.  It's a long story, I'll spare you the details as I'm not quite yet over it.  They aim for the bounty on my head, those meesley vagrants!  Never trust a pirate.  Except for me, of course."[/color]

He squinted as he spoke, trying to see what exactly they were doing to the sleeping one.  He couldn't tell, so he continued [color=steelblue]"I don't know where your things are, a little locked up at the moment.  Probably in my quarters above.  As for what they want, simply what every pirate wants.  Gold.  So ask yourself, are you worth anything?  If you are, then take note strangers.  This crew, though reasonable at times, is the most lethal bunch of misfits I've ever had the misfortune of sailing with.  With my absence, they are being run by my old first mate.  Joss "Mutiny" Chrom.  He's cold and ruthless.  Seen him stab a pup once for the fun of it, the grim bastard.  But you lot look like you can handle a bone or two, what say you three go up there and kill all of them, eh?  Best to get them now at unawares, who's with me?"[/color]  He was serious, however knew his odds weren't great.