"Oy, ye scurvy dogs! Faster!! Row like yer life depended on it, lasses!! Ye move like land lubbers!!!" Captain Redbeard looked behind him, his red bear covered in blood and sweat. The Kraken approached. There was no way to outrun it now. As the tentacles grabbed the ship and began to crush it, Captain Redbeard pulled a flask of stout from his pocket and drank quickly. "Oh well," he thought. "There are worse ways for a man o' the sea to go down." Redbeard saluted the kraken as his vessel was shattered and we was swept into the gaping maw.