Don't listen to 'er lies!

Ahoy there, mateys! This be yer cap'n speakin'.

Well, ye are me crew, right? Right?

Anywho, I'm supposin' I'll tell ye just what's goin' on on this 'ere patch o' sand n' grass. Ye've prob'ly 'eard all about it from that sneaky ninja lass, but this 'ere be my side of the story!

Well, ye see, twas just sailin' me 'uge galleon with me old crew one day, searchin' fer treasure n' all that, when a 'uge kraken (They come in lots o' diff'rent sizes. Any pirate worth 'is salt knows that.) came out o' nowhere and attacked! Well, we fought that beast o' the sea wit all we could muster, and finally sent the slimy dog packin'. Yarr-har-har!

Twas durin' the party that one o' me crew "accindent'ly" pushed me overboard. I forget who did it (Methinks it was me first mate. 'E 'ad issues wit me never startin' words wit the letter H.). Anyways, me impressive pirate swimmin' powers got me to this 'ere island. O' course, islands just scream "Treasure!" so I set out ta find it.

Yarr! I found it at last! Ye see, we pirates 'ave a special treasure sense. It tells us when we find somethin' special. In the middle of the isle, I found some kind o' egg. But twas no ord'nary egg I speak! It looked magical, this 'ere egg. But right before I could take it to put in my 'orde, that scurvy ninja lass came out o' nowhere and took it! Me brain's sure she 'id it somewhere, and yer gonna help me find that egg and take it back for the sake of all that is piratey! Yahaarrr!