Ahoy! I be Alan Corvus, and I be fearin' no dead man what ever walked! Just... cautious, is all. An' I def'nitely be interested in fightin' alongside some other dependable types what know their ropes and which end of a cannon be which, if'n ye be knowin' what I be meanin'...
—Alan Corvus, shortly after awakening to "the Malton situation"
Please excuse Alan. Ever since he woke up in Membry Lane Fire Station with a nasty bump on his head – and, appropriately, no memory of the previous two years – he's found that almost everything he says is in the words of the over-the top buccaneer he'd been rehearsing to play in the local drama club. As far as he can tell, most of his mental processes haven't been adversely affected...
