[He might spy a tall, blond, shirtless guy shucking a blood-spattered tunic off another dead pirate and pulling it over his head.]
There's another translation that reads 'wine-faced sea', and it could mean the sea is lurching about like a drunken sailor.
[The guy turns around, tucking the shirt into his trousers and adjusting his belt. Another pirate tries to jump him from the side, but the tall guy simply thrusts his elbow into the attacker's head, literally knocking the pirate's block off. Literally. The body dropping and the head falling after it. The tall guy glances at the dead pirate, then looks up at the masts.]
That would hinge on how much we both know about rigging and sails. The wind's stiff and while putting up more canvas would get us to shore faster, the pressure could damage the masts. [He looks at Tony, his eyes reddish orange with pupils worthy of a snake.] What are you willing to hazard?
Diffferent Tides
There's another translation that reads 'wine-faced sea', and it could mean the sea is lurching about like a drunken sailor.
[The guy turns around, tucking the shirt into his trousers and adjusting his belt. Another pirate tries to jump him from the side, but the tall guy simply thrusts his elbow into the attacker's head, literally knocking the pirate's block off. Literally. The body dropping and the head falling after it. The tall guy glances at the dead pirate, then looks up at the masts.]
That would hinge on how much we both know about rigging and sails. The wind's stiff and while putting up more canvas would get us to shore faster, the pressure could damage the masts. [He looks at Tony, his eyes reddish orange with pupils worthy of a snake.] What are you willing to hazard?