Ren: Noy Jitat! Bloth's scout ships! Niddler! Get above and prepare for battle! Niddler: What a realistic dream...mm, I'd almost swear I'm awake... Pirate: A direct hit, Spoon Eye. Now, finish them! Rapid fire! Ren: Ioz, Tula! What's going--aah! Ioz: Quick, take the wheel! Ren: Scut pango--why are we so far off course? Ioz: Oh, I'd like to noy jit the [sprunchon flang diffen nutzprat]... Tula: The master navigator here thought he could outrun Bloth's scout ships with a lot fancy moves. Instead, the smool brain drew the attention of two more! Ioz: You think you could've done better, woman? Tula: Grrr... Ren: Enough, you two, save your fire for these [porfish?] chasing us! Ioz: Right you are, Ren. Tula: Noy Jit Jat Jitat, let's knock the tufts from their [wiblets?] Ren: They want us, they can have us! Pirates: Spukamato! Aaah! Ren: Hahah--put that in your [scrollobs?]! Konk: Hahaha! Ren: Aaah! Lug Brothers: Yaaaah! Graah! Niddler: What's all the racket out here, anyway? *squawk* Lug Bro #1: Yeaah--unnh? Tula: Those sea roaches are trying to drown Ren! Niddler: Is it safe? *squawk* Ren: Your turn... Niddler: 'Bout time you finished all that. Tula: Land! Straight ahead! Niddler: Our path is blocked! Which way should we go? Tula: North--to catch the early wind. Ioz: No! South--to put the rising sun in their eyes! Lug Bro #2: Hard to port, brother--no, wait, hard to starboard! No, port! Pirate: What do you think you're doing? Lug Bro #2: We're the starboard, we have the right of way! Tula: I tell you north is our only chance! Ioz: Give me that. A woman doesn't know north from south! Ren: Break it up, you two! We'll just head straight for the location of the second Treasure of Rule. The Compass will show us. Ahh, north it is! Tula: Told you. Ioz: Hmph! Ren: May the sea have mercy. It's the Maelstrom! Bloth: Good work, Mantus! The scouts forced our friends and their Treasure right into our little trap. Mantus: Of course, sir. When you let the enemy think he's in charge, it's easy. Full speed! Ren: Uh--I think we should go south now. Ioz: Noy Jitat! I should've seen Bloth's trickery last night! Ren: He hasn't won yet! Ioz: Are you mad, boy? Ren: I know what I'm doing!...Uh--we never used that crow's nest much, anyway... Bloth: Well? Konk: They could have entered any of these caves! Bloth: Konk! Take your ship in there and flush them out! Konk: But sir--this is the Island of the Pale Warriors! Bloth: Rrrr, I know where we are, you worthless half-masted eel! Move! And don't come back without the boy or his Treasures, unless you want to be thrown to the Constrictus! Again! Niddler: Well, isn't this a cheerful spot? Ren: Stop it, Niddler. Ioz: We'll lose both Bloth and our way in this infernal maze! Sh--did you hear that? Niddler: What was that? *squawk* Ren: I've got another torch. Captain: Make a move, and it will be your last. Ren: Mind your manners, Ioz! Use your head and they may let you keep it! Ioz: Don't worry about me, boy. Captain: Prisoners, you will be judged by his majesty King Obrik, lord of the Atani. Obrik: Which is the one who makes the outrageous claim, Captain? Approach the throne, stripling! Pretending to be the son of King Primus is a bold and dangerous joke, young pirate. Ren: My means may be poor, Your Majesty, but my mission is noble. With his dying breath, my father charged me to gather the Thirteen Treasures of Rule, in order that our homeland, Octopon, may be reborn. Obrik: The Treasures of Rule are said to be lost. Ren: Not lost, Your Majesty, but hidden throughout the realm of Dark Water. Obrik: And your Quest brought you sneaking into my kingdom uninvited and unannounced? Ren: We were forced to take refuge here--from Bloth! Obrik: Oh, so Bloth is part of this too! Hmm, an interesting tale, young pirate--but my court already has a storyteller. Captain--escort this liar and his friends off our island. Ren: Does your storyteller have this? Obrik: The First Treasure of Rule! You are the son of Primus! He was an honorable man--I see his eyes in yours. Allow me to provide you and your crew one night of safe haven. My men will repair your ship and give you a full stock of provisions. Ren: You are most gracious, Your Majesty. Obrik: Tonight, we feast! Obrik: Since the Year of the Black Tide, Bloth has warred with us. He can harm us little inside our tunnels, but outside, he sinks ship after ship until no fleet will trade with us. I would welcome any effort to stop Bloth once and for all. Ioz: There's enough gold here to sink the Maelstrom itself! Tula: And maps to treasure yet undiscovered! Niddler: Coming, Tula? Tula: Uh, I'll be right there--these carvings are amazing! Niddler: Ioz--what's with the robe? Ioz: A gift of the king's. Handsome, isn't it? Obrik: Good fortune, young prince! If I were a younger man, I'd join you on your Quest. May the sea have mercy on you, and may Bloth feel its wraith. Ren: And may the grace of the sea be with you always! Captain: Your Majesty! Obrik: What is it, Captain? Captain: Thieves have come into the palace. We are sure it was your guests. Obrik: Take care not to offend your king with false accusations. Captain: I wish it were false, sire, but I swear there is no doubt! Obrik: That little scoundrel--using his father's name so he can steal from me! Make them pay! Captain: Launch the fleet! Niddler: Left, then left again. Tula: The direction is port, Niddler. Niddler: *squawk* Ren: So, Ioz, coming in here wasn't such a bad idea after all, huh? Ioz: More rewarding than I ever imagined. Konk: Ow-- Ren: We have a week's food and supplies, a map out of this maze, and a jump on Bloth. Things couldn't be-- Captain: In the name of King Obrik--stop! Ioz: Noy Jitat! That double-dealing weasel of a monarch has betrayed us! Tula: Full sail! We can outrun them! Ren: It can't be--the king is a man of his word! Niddler: Tell that to them! Captain: Stop, I say! Ren: Ioz! Ioz: Just a flesh wound. We must press on! Tula, trim that sail! Ren, man the helm! Ren: You--dropped something, Ioz... Ioz: A gift from my mother. Ren: That's why they're chasing us! You stole that gold! Ioz: And why not? I'm a pirate! I only signed on for this noble adventure for the treasure! Niddler: Could we settle this some other time? Ren: Ioz, how could you? Tula: Yes--how could you? Ioz: Well, being that they'll kill us on sight, there's not much we can do about it now... Ren: That's what you think. Tula: Ren, don't! Ioz: You'll get us all killed! Niddler: *squawk* Captain: There seems to be a scuffle aboard the deck, sire! Tula: It's not worth it, Ren. Ioz: Ren! Captain: That's a tactic I've never seen before. Obrik: Perhaps all is not as it seems. Pull up behind them. Hold your fire until my order. Ioz: You stupid boy, we had open water. Niddler: No, we didn't--look! Obrik: Why surrender, young thief? Ren: The son of Primus is no thief, your majesty. Captain: Return the gold and the library scrolls. Ioz: Scrolls?! What scrolls? Ren: Don't argue, Ioz, do as he says! Ioz: All right, but I didn't take any curbersec scrolls... Ren: Hand them over, Tula. Obrik: Atani law is strict, and our punishment is severe. You must hand the culprits over to me. Ren: I will bear any punishment they have earned. Ioz: What did he say? Obrik: Do you think I will be swayed by this noble act?...You gamble well, young prince. My punishment is that you leave our land, never to return. You may be the son of Primus, but you have a lot to learn about picking a crew... Konk: Rarr! I only want the boy's Treasure and the Compass--both of them! Once I clear the island, I'll let your king free. Ren: We won't do it, Konk, you can't be trusted! Captain: Give him the Treasure, boy--or I will. Konk: Off the ship or the king dies! Fools! You should have listened to the boy--if you want your king back, you'll have to pay a king's ransom! Ren: Hey, Konk--you forgot this! Lug Brothers: Unnh! Konk: Forget him! We got what we came for! Ioz: Noy Jit-jat Jit-Jat-Jut! Obrik: Left at the second tunnel! Ren: May the sea bless you, your majesty! Obrik: Now be gone, son of Primus, you and your troubles! May the sea have mercy on you. Pirate: Ahoy! Ship off the starboard bow! Bloth: Well, twist my soul! It's Konk! And don't ask me how, but the old dog's got the First Treasures of Rule! Full speed--the Treasure is ours! Pirate: Ahoy there, Konk, Bloth will make you admiral for this, you lucky--aahhh! Bloth: What? Ioz: Top of the morning to you, ladies! Lug Bro #2: Uh, Konk, ain't we going back to Bloth? Konk: No, you idiots! You want that boy and his ship to ram us? We'll have to sail to Janda-Town and wait for Bloth there. Lug Brothers: Janda-Town! Oh boy! Konk: Ohhh! Bloth: Rraaah! Make speed, you slugs! They're getting away!