Well, how be ye, pretty lady? <em>hic</em> How would ye like to shiver me timbers?
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Oh, aye. We mean th&; lasses no harm, &;n they be in a safe place. Th&; Omen Islanders would have ye believe that their &quot;celebration&quot; be light-hearted an&; fun, but what they haven&;t shared be th&; details &;o &;tis Final Offerin&;. Th&; schpirit that be usually sacrificed to th&; avatar &;o th&; sea be none other than a young lass. We merely took these girlsh fer their own protec--<em>hic</em>-- their own securi--*hic-- their own welfare.
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Th&; shtories these Islanders spin shmell worse than th&; garlic Angrybeard puts in me dinner. A bunch &;o slimy snails, they be.
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Aye, snails would be quite jolly fer dinner. Angrybeard! Whar be ye, ye foul cur?!