I came upon this wild and colourful place after a long ride thru tempestuous waves and I swear I is black n blue. Excuse me kind sir, but no I is a lady an you can't check out the colour on your spectrum thingy. It is blue I tell ye and I can assure you it hurts...thats all you need to know...a curse on whether it is a powder blue or the blue of the nile. Tsk. Well I must mind me manners cos I can see by the looks of all of yay that you'se is gentlefolk. I was invited here by a horned man. Yes, I said a horned man, and I'll not take it kindly that ye all think I've had too many of the ales or even strong drink. I repeat, I is a lady and you only have to look at me fine clothes and frilly.."ahem" well lets just say..ladys things. Now tell me where is the ladys powder room and I must find a flower press...I need something to while away the endless hours on this cruel sea. "hic" Oh sorry, its just the floor seems to be still moving..now where did I put that last bottle...aha here it is in me breeches...just take a slurp....for my sore throat of course...