Ioz: Careful how you scrape, Ren. One spark and this whole island could go up! Ren: I was a lighthouse keeper, Ioz, I know how to handle cinder-sand. And it's far cheaper to gather our own than to buy it in port. Ioz: Chonga, we could always steal it. Konk: Konk feel same way! Ioz: Noy jitat! Konk: Get them! Ioz: At least in port, you don't have to pay with your life! Ren: Tula! Niddler! Prepare to cast off! Konk: They not going anywhere, except up in smoke! Heh-heh! Tula: Ren! Ioz! Behind you! Ioz: Scut pango! Ren: Jump! Konk: Yoooh! Pirates: Aaah! Konk: Yaaaah! Ren: Looks like we'll be getting our cinder-sand in port after all. Ioz: Noy borga! Everything for sale in Kalinda. And I know just where a pirate can quench his thirst. Ren: Then you'll also know where to find cinder-sand for our torches. But don't steal it, Ioz--buy it. Niddler: You think a starving monkeybird could find a minga-melon around here? Tula: My treat, Niddler. Coming, Ren? Ren: I'll be along. And watch your gold, Tula--Kalinda's also known for its thieves. Vendor: Fresh minga-melons! Jaka-fruit! Seed grapes! Tula: One minga-melon. Niddler: One? But I'm a growing monkeybird! Tula: All right, make that two. Vendor: Four drabuls. Girl: Mmm...he's cute! Ren: Unh! Thief 1: Oh--sorry, mate. Ren: My fault. Thief 2: We sure skinned that sea pup. Girl: Well, I guess that gold's up for grabs! A real beauty, isn't she? Thief 2: This is your ship, woman? Girl: Aye, and it breaks my heart I have to sell her. Thief 1: How much? Girl: Mmm...it's like parting with a child...but that bag of gold should cover it. Ren: Some krelga will be a real treat...rocks? Noy Jitat, I've been robbed! Thief 1: Eighty drabuls. Girl: Done! But you're getting the best of me, mate! Ship owner: Hey! Girl: Chongo-longo! Ship owner: Trying to steal my boat? You darva-worms! Thief 1: Your boat? Thief 2: But we just paid that wench a sack of gold for it! Ship owner: Then you're out some heavy coin. Thief 1: Don't let her escape! Thief 2: By Daven's beard! No thief makes a fool of this thief! Thief 1: Arr! We've got her now! Girl: Back off, sea scum! Thief 1: Oof! Thief 2: You don't shake me off like some barnacle! This should slow you down! Girl: Aiieee! Ren: Noy Jitat! Girl: *gasp* Thief 2: Your thieving days are over-- Ren: Hold it-! Haven't we met before? Thief 2: Briefly-! This just isn't your lucky day, pup. Arrh! Girl: Thanks, but I think we'd better get out of here. Now! Thief 2: Get them! Ren: What do those Jitatin thieves want with you? Girl: This way! Thief 1: Where are those gantha pigs? Solia: We'll be safe under here-! Thief 2: They haven't come up by now, they never will. Let's go. Girl: I enjoyed that. Ren: A--a little trick Tula used on Pandawa. Girl: Tula? Ren: My shipmate. Girl: This is your ship? Ren: You didn't think I'd poke a hole in somebody else's? Nothing a little borka-paste won't fix. Now, why were those thieves after you?...My gold! Girl: Uh--ahem--oh, of course it is! Those stinking dockworms. I was trying to get it back for you! Lucky for both of us, you came along... Tula: Ahem--what did you pick up at the market, Ren? Girl: You must be...Tula. Tula: And you're...? Ren: Uh--she's-- Girl: The name is Solia. Ioz: Chongo-longo, Ren, jitatin thieves wanted a king's ransom for that cinder-sa--Noy jitat, Solia? Solia: Fancy meeting you here, Ioz. Ren: Huh? You two know each other? Tula: An old girlfriend, I'll wager. Ioz: Worse. My baby sister. Solia: So, when Big Brother here decided to seek fortune on the high seas, it left a leviathan-sized hole in our poor family, especially when he took most of what father had left us. Ioz: Ay jitata, Solia, I only took my share of Father's gold. Solia: That would've been enough to keep the family going. Instead, I've had to make my own way, living by my wits in these barnacle towns. Ioz: Bilge! You were ready to become a wharf rat before I ever set sail! Solia: If you hadn't left home, Big Brother, maybe I wouldn't have either. Tula: Ahh, nothing like a warm reunion dinner. Ren: How about some more krelga, Solia? Solia: Thanks, Ren...it isn't often I can afford such delicacies. Ioz: Chongo-longo, don't blame me for your lot in life, Solia. Solia: If the boot fits...but maybe you can still make it up to me, Ioz. I could use your help, and that of your friends. Ioz: Scut pango, here it comes. Solia: An old pirate...gave this to me. There's enough treasure here for all of us! I just need a boat and a crew to get it. What do you say, Ren, fifty-fifty? Ren: I'm sorry, Solia. We have our own mission. Tula: To save Mer from the Dark Water. Ioz: Count me out, too! Solia: Well, if that's how you all feel, I guess I'm on my own. Take care, Big Brother. Ioz: Goodbye, Solia! Solia: Thank you, Ren, for everything. *smooch* Ren: You're--welcome... Solia: So long, monkeybird. Who needs Ren's ship? Maybe now I can afford to get the treasure on my own! Ren: Ioz, your sister...I've never met anyone like her before. Tula: Oh, thank Kunda...the wind is up, Ren. Let's sail! Ren: It's a beautiful night for it, Tula. Ioz, cast off. Ioz: Crazy kid. As if my staying around longer would've made things any better!...my gold! Ren: The Compass! Ioz: Jitatin sister of mine doesn't know when to quit! Tula: Must run in the family. Ioz: Ay chongo chipongo! Konk: One more over here! Kalinda is Konk's kind of town. *gulp, burp* Bartender: Finally come into some money, wench? Solia: It's just the beginning, you shardfish. Now, I wonder how much this little bauble will fetch? Konk: Konk hate working for Bloth. Konk hate looking for Ren. Konk never have any luck...*gasp* until now! The Compass! What's that wench doing with it? And what's he doing here? Ioz: Solia! I've waded through every dive in Kalinda looking for you. Let's go. Solia: Help! Thief! Ioz: Me? Why you little-- Bartender: Rrrah! Ioz: You're coming with me, now! Solia: I don't think so! Bartender: I'll teach you both a lesson! Ioz: Unh! Bartender: I'll take that gold for damages. Ioz: Thanks! Nat jut! Solia: Thanks, Big Brother! *gasp* Noy borga! Tula: There she is! Solia: Oof! Aaaah! Bartender: Rraah! Ioz: Yaah! She's in there. Tula: We know. Bartender: And now, wench, you're gonna pay--what--ooof! Solia: Thanks, little man! Konk: Konk take care of him. Ren: Come on, Niddler! Niddler: Uh-uh! Monkeybirds aren't allowed in Kalinda taverns! Ioz: You're no help anyway. Solia: Noy borga! Konk: Konk take care of you. This way! Ren: Solia! Noy jitat. Ioz: She's gone. Bartender: But I'm still here, kreld-eaters! Konk: We get away from them on Konk's ship. Solia: You have a ship? Little man, you could be the answer to my prayers. Konk: And you, mine! Bartender: Raaah! Tula: Oomph! Niddler: Ioz, his sister, nothing but trouble. Well, I'm glad I'm staying out of it. See, there she goes, with Konk. K-K-Konk?? I've gotta tell Ren. Ren! Bartender: Monkeybirds aren't allowed in Kalinda taverns! Niddler: *squawk* Ren: Uh! Aaah! Tula: Aaah--oomph! Bartender: Guess I showed them...ohh... Ioz: Like I said, monkeybird, you're no help! Niddler: But I saw her! Your sister! With Konk! Ren: Konk? Noy jitat! Ren: We must get the Compass back. Tula: Konk's probably on his way to Bloth already. Ioz: And I say my sister will talk that stupid piglet into looking for her treasure. Tula: Better hope she doesn't succeed, Ioz. That treasure was marked on Arakna Island--it's marked the most deadly in the twenty seas. Ioz: Baby Sister, this time you've really gotten in over your head. Solia: And because you helped me out of a jam, I'll split this treasure with you 50-50. Konk: 60-40. It Konk's boat. And dagron. Solia: You drive a hard bargain, Konk...um, well...done! (thinking) Noy dinta. That piglet's as greedy as he is ugly. But who cares? He can help me get the treasure, and I can handle him. Konk: (thinking) 60-40, hah! Me keep all the treasure, get Compass for Bloth...and get rid of jitatin girl! Ren: You were right, Ioz--there's Arakna Island...there's Konk's boat! Ioz: Chonga. I knew she'd con that piglet into coming here! Tula: Using the Compass for bait, I'll wager. Ren: I don't know who's conning who, but I'm not waiting to find out. Let's go, Niddler! Ioz: It may be your Compass, Ren, but she's my sister. Well, don't just stand there, monkeybird, fly! Tula: Headstrong [otarian?] ox. Ren: Must run in the family. Full sail for Arakna, Tula! Solia: X marks the spot, little man. Konk: This place gives Konk creeps. Solia: The treasure's in here! Konk: What is this jitatin smilge? Solia: A little sea moss going to keep you from getting rich, Konk? Bring the torch! *gasp* I think we found it! Uh--partner. Ioz: Keep that torch steady, Niddler. Niddler: s-s-sorry, but I'm getting g-g-g-goosefeathers. It's like we're being watched. Yaah-! Mm-- Ioz: Monkeybird, I'm going to--chongo-longo! Solia: What was that? It almost sounded like Ioz! Konk: Rrr--the wind! Gotcha! Solia: *gasp* Konk: Noy jitat! Empty! There's no treasure here, wench! Solia: B-b-but the map! I risked my neck to steal this jitatin map! Huh? Noy borga! Konk: [?] These kreld-eaters are everywhere! Solia: But they're afraid of fire! We can get out this way! Konk: Thanks, Konk will! Solia: Oomph--aah! Konk: Partnership over, girlie! It's every thief for himself! Solia: *gasp* Help! Ren: Solia! Tula: Who else? Solia: Chongo-longo! I'm not ending up like you! Back off, darva worms! By Kunda! The treasure! Ren: Solia! Solia: Aaaah! Ren! You saved me! Ren: Nice try, Solia. But I've got nothing left to steal. Now hand over my Compass. Solia: That piglet Konk took your gem. He went that way! Tula: What about Ioz and Niddler? Solia: I haven't seen my brother or your monkeybird. Ren: We have to find them! Come on! Solia: I've come too far to leave all this. Konk: Ay chonga! Konk can't let torch go out--no matter what! Solia: By Kunda, nothing's going to stop me now! Ay jitata! Ioz's sword! Ioz: *mumbling* Solia: Ioz? Scut pango! I don't have time for this, Big Brother, and you always said to look out for number one...but when did I ever listen to you? If you make me lose this treasure, Ioz, I--I'll kill you! Ioz: Sorry, little sister--you'll have to wait in line! Forget the gold! Solia: I'm looking for the torch, you [?]! Help me, monkeybird! Ioz: Let's go! Listen, Solia, I never knew that leaving...well...ay jitata, I'm sorry. Solia: Get us out of here, and we'll call it even, Big Brother! Niddler: They're still coming! Ioz: Let 'em! I'm going to give those jitatin webspinners a cinder-sand hotfoot they'll never forget! Konk: Close, but me did it! Tula: Going somewhere, piglet? Konk: Me have better way out. Solia: Sorry, partner, this seat is taken. Konk: Oomph! Ioz: Solia! Why you jitatin-- Solia: Relax, Big Brother! Just getting you all off the ship before you're spider bait. Tula: Noy jitat! Perhaps I misjudged that wench. Ren: Me too. Ioz: That's no wench, that's my sister! Of course, I never would have left any treasure behind. Solia: Don't worry! I didn't get away empty-handed! Maybe I'll see you around, Big Brother. You too, Ren! Mwah! Tula: You too, Ren...ugh. Don't know which is more dangerous, Ioz, your sister or those water spiders. Ioz: Chongo-longo, woman, why don't you just ask Konk? Konk: *grumbling*