Deck hand: We’re getting there, Sir, but I don’t think a week will have us the ship ye described.
Captain McBastard: All the important parts have been taken care of.
Deck hand: But it’s not sea worthy. There be gaps everywhere.
Captain McBastard: Trust me, a couple coats of this stuff and she’ll be ready.
Tauments: Lost Soul Lacquer
Captain McBastard: Gentlemen. I present you the good ship Eviscerator .
Ogre McNutjob: Rancid Rum! It looks like it came straight from Hell.
Captain McBastard: Well, almost.
Lieutenant Greenbeard: That’s unholy.
Pier L’Eau Bleue: I think I’m going to be sick.
Captain McBastard: Ah Mr.Myrkul, you’ve decided to join us on this auspicious occasion.
Hmm... That’s a fetching pipe you have there.
Captain McBastard: Right, well let’s get this bitch out on the open road and see what she can do!
But first.... a little cover.
We don’t want everyone high-tailing it out of doge every time they see us.
Burgundy Pete: What’s all that about?
Captain McBastard: A sinister veil to mask our approach on the unsuspecting in the form of a mysterious travelling fog.
Pier L’Eau Bleue: So people won’t be able to see us approaching?
Captain McBastard: Not until it’s too late.