The pirate ship became a scene of chaos suddenly

　　at once they all attacked the stowaway mercilessly

　　the stowaway was wondering if how he swung his sword

　　was like a hero in the songs that he had once adored

　　But on the pirate ship, he found no joy within the fight

　　he only wanted to protect his vessel from its plight

　　he barely gave a thought to those before him as they died

　　no one reached the stowaway, no matter how they tried

　　Soon the pirates knew they had no chance of victory

　　the pirates who were still alive surrendered quietly

　　from the ship the crew recovered hostages and gold

　　the merchants filled their pockets up with all that they could hold

　　No one held a grudge against the secret stowaway

　　they offered him some gold and slaves because he saved the day

　　he graciously declined but asked for secrecy instead

　　along with something cold to drink, and maybe cheese and bread

　　The captain held a banquet for their hero stowaway

　　crewmen drank and sang their songs of heroes through the day

　　then the captain said he`d introduce him to his boss

　　the merchant who employed the ship and would`ve suffered loss

　　The captain led the hero after taking one last sip

　　to introduce him to the man who hired the merchant shipStolen story; please report.

　　the captain knocked upon a door and showed his friend inside

　　the hero thought he may as well say thank you for the ride

　　Sat upon a fancy chair a man with sharp blue eyes

　　looked upon the stowaway and stifled his surprise

　　the merchant bid the captain leave the two to speak alone

　　the stowaway then spoke with an enthusiastic tone

　　"Don`t you think you`ve seen enough of pirates my old friend

　　you`ve only one more leg no matter how much gold you spend"

　　the merchant with one leg of wood, but clothes adorned with gold

　　slowly rose and smiled a smile that chased away the cold

　　"Didn`t I assure you that we hadn`t met our end

　　as long as we`ve a little luck, or one unlucky friend"

　　the pilgrim felt nostalgic, almost dumb with disbelief

　　for too long he`d felt nothing but confusion, pain, and grief

　　The merchant told the pilgrim of his business and success

　　but hearing all the pilgrim`s tales had cause him some distress

　　he offered him some wine and then they spoke into the night

　　trading tales of all they`d seen and done by candle light

　　"Now I`ve lived so long I thought that it would be a waste

　　not to have one last adventure, like the one we chased

　　but though you`ve seen a lifetime`s worth of suffering and pain

　　you`re too young for memories to hold you like a chain

　　I hired this ship to take me home, I thought it would be nice

　　to say one last goodbye before I go to paradise

　　let me buy you passage to a place that`s far away

　　where you`ll be safe and out of trouble, til your dying day"

　　The pilgrim hadn`t felt so blessed in many lonely years

　　he took the merchant`s offer then and thanked him through his tears

　　their conversations lasted til the voyage was complete

　　knowing this would be the very last time they would meet

　　The merchant gave him news about the world he`d left behind

　　rumours of the hero`s evil deeds weren`t hard to find

　　the evil empire`s rise and fall and all the death and war

　　blamed upon the very hero they had loved before

　　The merchant gave his friend some gold to see him safely on

　　advising him to travel fast and light from dusk til dawn

　　until he reached a place so far away that he`d be free

　　from any grudges bourn by any friend or enemy

　　"My friend, I`m glad I had the chance to know your story well

　　you`ll always be the hero in the stories that I tell

　　go forth and find adventure and leave all regrets behind

　　rest your weathered body and relax your weary mind"

　　~