The portly pirate reached out to catch the apple, only for Erland to scamper down his arm swiftly to receive the fruit which he began to chew on as he returned to his perch upon Rumsey's shoulder.<span style="color: green"> "Trust me, young man, if I've learned one thing in all tha' many years of me life, it's never tah take a woman personally. Fickle creatures more prone tah tha' madness of their loins than sense or reason! But wot would life be without 'em, eh?" </span>The pirate chuckled as he tugged on his silver whiskers as he overheard the distraught townsfolk.<br/><br/>A sly grin tugged at his cheeks as he nodded in agreement with the knight as a hand moved to pat the hilt to his curved blade.<span style="color: green">"Aye, too true. Well, technically, I can walk away wit'out really much a worry, bu' then who'd write tha' song 'bout the Heroic Knight what slew tha' Oppressive Moblins tha' were terrorizin' poor farmers an' citizens? Lead on tah them mountains, lad, an' we'll be back in time fah dinner!"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>