Blackbeak Bluff touch my loot, feel my boot

LMAO yes.

He narrowed his eyes and ran his tongue along his mouth. He loathed to be questioned, but even more so, he loathed not to be answered. Fortunately for her, her question was one he did not mind answering so much, for he was inclined to want others to know his name, as many as possible in fact.

"Ferahgo, Captain Blackbeard hisself, be askin'," he answered, and he lifted his nose imperiously, peering down its length at her. "Now who are ye, and what lies past these trees?"