‘Tis Madness in March! I were approached earlier this very day by a bloke who wanted a position in me crew, and he were wearin’ a very unusual yet very classy outfit. I hire him o’ course, and asked him about his colorful attire. “Got it from Davy Doubloon,” he told me. So I went t’ see me good friend Davy, and sure as scurvy he had new outfits! “Fell off th’ back of a galleon,” says he. I love that, seems galleons ain’t good at carryin’ clothes fer they always be fallin’ overboard, but I digress.
The sharply dressed gentlemen now part o’ me crew were sportin’ what Davy calls the , but fer those of us who see arrrselves as too piratey fer that, thar be a tough as nails outfit, the .
While checkin’ out Davy’s shop, I heard from one o’ his “salvagers” that a junk has been sighted in these waters. Junks basically be galleons, so I be sure they be droppin’ clothes off the back; ye can lay to that. Which reminds me, mates have been askin’ how ye can join me crew. Well, one lucky sea dog got a job by being well-dressed; perhaps that could work fer one of ye! I be needin’ a at the moment, perhaps an opportunity will arise in th’ near future… which also reminds me; Davy asked me to tell ye that a St. Patrick’s Day outfit be planned, an’ will be in stock soon, so keep yer deadlights open fer that one!
Anyway, make sure ye pick up yer outfits soon mates; I be told supplies are limited! See, galleons don’t have unlimited cargo space, so only a limited number fell off the back. So pick up yer outfits soon, an’ tell the peddlers that Cap’n Graves sent ye! Take what ye can, and give nothin’ back!