Penzants

Name: Penzants

Race: Orc

Gender: Male

Location: Prove Your Worth, heroic only

Notes: Provides a trivia show at the end of the quest to be sure you are a proper pirate. Every time you get a question wrong, a few Deckhands appear to fight you ("Ye cannae speak like a pirate, then ye swashbuckle!").

Prove Your Worth

• Penzants: So, ye made 't this far eh? well th' next challenge be t' test yer knowledge o' th' lingo. 'Tis important t' talk like a proper buccaneer. Other buccaneers will seein' starboard through yer facade an' kill ye on th' spot. Convince me ye got what 't takes.
• You: Of course. I am quite ready to take the challenge that you offer.
• Penzants: Hah! Ye want to' be a shipmate an' that be th' way ye talk? Come on, ye can do better than that... I hope.
• You: Aye, I be ready t' take th' pirate challenge.
• Penzants: Much better! Here be yer first question; When we plunder an innocents ship, what be th' first thin' ye ortin' ta do?
  • You: (Bluff) Yaaarrrrr.
    • Penzants:
  • You: Take a head count of your crew.
    • Penzants: Hah! Ye be a funny wee one. Ye cannot speak like a pirate, then ye swashbuckle! (Start a fight)
    • Penzants: (After the fight) You be needin' lessons! Lets continue th' challenge shall we?
      • You: Aye.
  • You: Run fer the loot as quick as ye can.
    • Penzants:
• Penzants: When arrivin' in a new port, what does a pirate seek ou' first?
  • You: The local tavern 'o course!
    • Penzants: Where did ye learn t' speak like that?
      • You: I picked up a thin' or two along th' way.
  • You: (Bluff) Yaaarrrrr.
    • Penzants:
  • You: The prison, so ye know 'ere yer mates will end up.
    • Penzants:
• Penzants: How much o' a share does th' captain receive?
  • You: Double th' share o' a crewmate.
    • Penzants: Are ye sure ye aren't already a sea fairin' sort?
      • You: Yep, I be sure.
  • You: (Bluff) Yaaarrrrr.
    • Penzants:
  • You: The same as th' rest o' th' crew.
    • Penzants:
• Penzants: Are ye wantin' a swashbuckle?
  • You: Ye bet I be lookin' fer a swashbuckle!
    • Penzants:
  • You: (Bluff) Yaaarrrrr.
    • Penzants:
  • You: No, canna we talk about 't?
    • Penzants: A fight ye be gettin' anyway. (Start a fight)
    • Penzants: (After the fight) You be needin' lessons! Lets continue th' challenge shall we?
      • You: Aye.
• Penzants: Now fer yet final challenge, ye be t' make a choice. Go speak wi' that that prisoner o'er on th' plank. I'll leave ye t' it, dasn't fail us now!