He smiles wryly, stepping forwards to rest his hands on the railing. "We're heading to Shipwreck Isle to the gathering of the Brethren Court, which has somehow been summoned by a song, and that you must attend as threatened by Barbossa."

It has all been mentioned, in bits and pieces- and Wellard is rather good at putting such things together. He gives Jack a sideways, amused look.

"So- No, I have no clue as to what we're really sailing into."