The pirate planted hi paws on his hips, puffing up his chest. “Aye, introductions are in order. Blackburn be I, Captain o’ the ‘Scarlet Pride’. Or…I was. ‘Til me treacherous crew tossed me o’erboard, an’ I awoke in this cell with ye landlubbers.” He drew a pistol, flipped it in his paw and handed it to Malcom. “Now, mind me shot and powder, t’is loaded and true t’aim. I must inquire, however. Have either of ye seen me cutlass? I fear it fell free on my descent.” He searched the room, until he came upon the embossed doors.
“I know not how ye think, friends. But in me own time about, I’ve found the sea t’be a kinder mistress then the ah…” He motioned to the inscription of the volcano.