"Lad, if you'd be so good as to look there--" A quiet rattling sound from the beads in his hair accents his words, as Jack nods toward a coil of rope lying on the deck nearby.
The very tip of a bottle can be seen poking up from its nest within. Jack shrugs elaborately and spreads his hands wide, grinning roguishly.
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"Lad, if you'd be so good as to look there--" A quiet rattling sound from the beads in his hair accents his words, as Jack nods toward a coil of rope lying on the deck nearby.
The very tip of a bottle can be seen poking up from its nest within. Jack shrugs elaborately and spreads his hands wide, grinning roguishly.
"Washed up from their shipwreck, savvy?"