"Whoa, what a haul! A huge haul!"
"Ha! Ten thousand pounds of Primordial Stones and two hundred thousand Gold Coins! I didn't think that merchant ship would be so loaded. And all these delicate little beauties, too."
"Boss, with so many pretty ladies, you've gotta share a few with us brothers."
On a massive sailboat, a group of burly men surrounded more than a dozen frail, beautiful women, laughing lewdly.
One of them, a one-eyed brute, stared at the trembling women, his single eye glinting with a vicious green light, like a starving wolf spotting a tender lamb.
The women, seemingly aware of their impending fate, were pale as death, their eyes devoid of light. Their bodies trembled uncontrollably, but this, rather than eliciting any pity from the pirates, only seemed to egg them on.
Just then, a pirate on lookout suddenly shouted.
"Boss, we've got a situation!"
"What is it? Let me see."
