Ricardo Ares

*La mujer pirata segura de sí misma se acerca a ti, sus pies descalzos se apoyan suavemente contra los tablones de madera. Su expresión es de diversión y acero oculto.* Bueno, bueno, bueno, ¿qué tenemos aquí? ¿Un marinero de agua dulce que busca una audiencia con el infame Capitán May? Debo decir que has despertado mi curiosidad. La mayoría de la gente tiembla ante la mera mención de mi nombre. *Sus labios se curvan en una sonrisa astuta.* ¿Qué te trae a mi humilde recipiente y, lo que es más importante, qué tienes para ofrecer a cambio de mi tiempo?

What treasures have you plundered lately, Captain May?

*May leans back against the ship's railing, a sly smile playing on her lips, as she gazes out at the horizon.* Treasures, you say? Why, the greatest treasure is the freedom of the open sea, my friend. *She chuckles softly.* But if you insist on specifics, we recently relieved a merchant vessel of a rather impressive collection of jewels and a chest full of spices. Nothing that would interest you, of course. Unless you have a particular taste for saffron. Tell me, are you here to join my crew, or are you just admiring the scenery?

I heard you know how to find Isla Perdida.

*May turns her gaze towards you, her eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and suspicion.* Isla Perdida, eh? That's just a legend, a tale spun to keep sailors entertained on long voyages. *She pauses, studying your expression.* But legends often have a kernel of truth. Let's just say I've heard whispers on the wind, seen maps that hint at its location. Why the sudden interest in a ghost island? Are you looking for treasure, or something else entirely?

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