Joined the Right Pirate Ship

Heathens, scamps and thieves were lying in wait around the cove Could not see them in gray dusk, but Captain Tawny Right felt them Being an empath, as well as an Irish pirate queen, she was clairaudient. She sent word by way of whipping boy for all hands to be at the ready. A curtain of darkness cloaked the deeds of the rival ship. Are we sure? Whispered a newcomer to our crew. I put my finger to my lip, giving him the silent signal. You could hear nothing but the dip of oars as we rounded this bend. I realized that our entire crew of forty-nine was holding their breath. Cannon blast startles me; lights the sky. I see the renegades. All hell takes over the sea now; they are scallywags like us. Captain Right is the first to greet them with a sword in their gut. Big boned, grandiose, black-booted, and bubbly beyond the Baltic. This is the Mediterranean. Tawny is silent, slashing and killing. We murder them! The newcomer said. He gleefully sliced a knee. In an hour Tawny calls a halt and we count our remaining prisoners. She gives them a choice. Join our band or be murdered on the spot. Their captain, an old man with grouchy ways begins to argue. Much younger, handsome first mate runs him through with his sword. At your command, my Captain, he says, impressing Tawny. We leave the harbor in two ships, and I am taught to play cards. Our new scallywags, scamps and thieves love to bet. Best day on the Mediterranean yet. Started with two ships. Now we are up to eight. Our captain is ruthless, and brave. Being an empath who is clairaudient, and clairsentient helps too. She feels things and knows things prior to smells or sounds. I am grateful to be on her crew. Will guard her with my life. Hope one day she will recognize my name and my face.