Aeroil the Pirate: YARRR! FEEL THE BITE OF MY CUTLASS ARRR
Aeroil the Swashbuckler: Fiend! thou shalt be vanquished this day and never again trouble the world of the living.
Aeroil the Pirate: Arr, ye scurvy dog, I aint gonna be beaten by no scum like you. Yarr!
Aeroil the Swashbuckler: Enough! Have at thee!
Aeroil the Swashbuckler: Anon! thou be as good with a blade as thou art smelly, swine!!
Aeroil the Pirate: Yarr, the funny-talker knows how to fight, but I still will be runnin ye through!
Aeroil the Swashbuckler: Never! my words are in my sword, thou more dire villain, than words can give thee out!
Aeroil the Pirate: Yarrr!!!!
*more swordplay ensues, and Aeroil the Swashbucker disarms Aeroil the Pirate, pressing his sword to the Pirate's chest*
Aeroil the Swashbuckler: Enough! surrender, and face thine judgement.
Aeroil the Pirate: grrr, never matey, I won't go to the gallows I won't
Aeroil the Swashbuckler: Then thou has sealed thine fate.
*Aeroil the Pirate qu