Me | How's it look? | |
Owen | Who are YOU? Are you one of the bandits? | |
Me | Do I look like one? | |
Owen | You're wearing our clothes, but I don't know you. | |
Owen | To be honest, you do. | |
Owen | No. Judging from your clothes, you've come a long way. | |
Me | What are you doing here? | |
Owen | I'm cutting wood for our camp. | |
Owen | I'm slaving away here, almost breaking my back, and back in camp they're all lounging in the sun. | |
Me | And? | |
Owen | If I had known all this in advance, I'd never have become a pirate. | |
Me | Henry is waiting for the wood he needs for the palisade. | |
Owen | First I want to find out what has happened to my buddy Malcolm. | |
Owen | Look, relax. I'll bring him that stupid wood sooner or later. | |
Owen | Go and tell him that. | |
Me | What's up? | |
Owen | My buddy Malcolm has disappeared. | |
Owen | One of those filthy lurkers attacked us. | |
Owen | So we fled into this cave. | |
Owen | But that lurker came after us. | |
Owen | Malcolm fought with it, and then they both fell into that hole over there. | |
Owen | Seems to be full of water. | |
Owen | The lurker and Malcolm continued to fight down there for a while. Then it went quiet. | |
Owen | I've no idea whether he's still alive or not. | |
Me | How do I get down into that crevice? | |
Owen | Beats me. You can either climb down or jump, I suppose. | |
Me | Your pal Malcolm is dead. | |
Owen | I thought as much. Poor devil. I should have helped him after all. | |
Owen | You're really brave, you know that? | |
Owen | I couldn't have done that with the crevice. | |