a tough-looking woman with a walk like a troll.
She stares insolently at you.
"I be a retired sailor, that I am."
"Thou wert a pirate!"
"Well! How rude!" She turns up her nose and leaves.
"An honest one, mind ye."
"I know nothing about that!" She walks off in a huff.
"That's right, me bucko. Why, I've sailed with Lord British and Captain John."
"He walks with a limp, ye know. 'Fraid of mice, too, he is."
"He offered to marry me but of course I refused. Didn't want to be tied down."
She looks around furtively first. "Well, now, I might have seen the likes of that in me travels..."
"Tell ye what, matey:"
"If ye give me a shield of the Order of the Serpent, I'll tell ye where that map be at."
"I might even ask 'im to marry me." She winks slyly at you.
"So long, matey."
If didn't ask about map :
Don't know what to say 'bout that, matey."
If given shield :
"Now all I need is a magic sword; then methinks I'll be a knight."
If asked about map, but not given shield :
"If I had a Silver Serpent shield, I'd give it to Caradon."
"He's a fine, brave lad, he is."
If asked about map and have shield :
"That be quite a prize there, matey. Will ye trade it to me for a bit o' map?"
no-"Then leave me be!" She turns her back angrily on you and walks off.
yes-From a little box Morchella hands over a piece of paper. It is a piece of the pirate map.
"I was going to give this magic shield to Caradon, but methinks I'll keep it for meself instead!"