"Arrr! Indian sawbones be starvin' like scallywags, protestin' the foul deed done to their matey, the good doctor!"
2024-10-17
Arrr, six scallywags were livin’ on naught but briny water, staggerin' into the ship’s infirmary after a long hunger strike, clamorin’ for justice fer the foul deed done to a poor doc! Blimey, even sea turtles be shakin' their heads at this wickedness!
Arrr mateys! Gather 'round, fer I have a tale that be both strange and troubling! A band of six brave souls, driven by a thirst for justice, went on a mighty fast, livin' off naught but the purest water. Aye, for days they did starve themselves, protestin' the foul deeds that had befallen a medical lad, a resident o' healing arts, who met a brutal end at the hands of dastardly scoundrels.