Sea Prime on The High Seas

"You'll find that I am not bluffing. These are The Four Pennies of Destiny, and The Coin of Random. "With them it is rumored that The One Piece is finally found."

"And they'll balance any scales." 

He throws them on The Dragon's Scales.

"From here? Won't at least one penny fall in the ocean?"

"Sure, if we only did one take. But twice? Every time someone cheated, just guaranteed. 사기꾼, the lot of them."

The Captain had never heard the Sailor's Speech so directly. It was elegant.

"사기꾼, the lot of them." He turns to the newly nicknamed First Mate. "First Mate. Make a note of that. 'Elegant.'"

The First Mate nodded at The Scribe, naturally.

The Scribe made a few foreign looking scribbles in his notebook. I looked upset.

"You look upset." Said The Bag Man. "Shall I get The Bag?"

"Yeah."

"With a sigh." (But In The Bard's Tongue) The Scribe whispered. "Then I made a few foreign looking scribbles in my notebook. I looked upset."

"You look upset," Said The Bag Man's current Number 2. "I'll get The Bag."

"Nah, we'll wrap this up." The Scribe wrote in his journal, in Sailor's Speech. "This kind of stuff always happens when The Narrator is in editing, I assume." Then I made a few foreign looking scribbles in my notebook. I looked upset.

Finished with his scribings, The Scribe mutters.

"Oh. No. This time Ambassador~" He throws his notebook on the ground, which was surprisingly identical to the notebook that The Scribe still carried. "You get The Bag."

I walk out of the cabin. "You know I have an idea; for a new class."

The Superlative... There was a whole page to that, that only had the one term so far. "Go ahead, sir."