After we arrived in India, some kebab intercepted our ships. Rumour has it Venice is helping them. Never trust those pizza gobbling Mamluk loving weasels. Still, they were weak and not too much of an hassle to sink.
Since the Indian Ocean are our rightful waters, my job is to make sure these kebab and poo niggers pay their tribute and rights of passage. Our dearest king is proud of us.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2vbWwwliZGQ 