Them who travel th' sky must be fierce. They be in it fer their own gain 'n glory, 'n sword fight only fer their crew 'n allies. They pillage 'n pillage, 'n rule th' skies wit' an iron fist (or sometimes a rusted hook.) They make their own rules 'n never look back. Only th' strongest survive here.
Fer them who believe in a better seven seas. These band 'o pirates sword fight fer th' better jolly 'n justice fer all. They sword fight fer themselves 'n th' better jolly 'o th' seven seas around them. th' Robin Hoods 'o th' seven seas.
No scurvy dog can stand along in 'tis seven seas if he wishes to be a scurvy pirate. Find a crew that suits ye fancy 'n give a go' to join. One day, ye might even move up in th' ranks 'n join ye cap'n at his side.