"Holy Mother watch over us! Where are the natives' villages? Where are the tribes?... How many warriors do they have?..."
"In the west! We encountered several native fishing boats, they fled into the western lagoon... The natives' village is far away by the lakeside!..."
"Almighty! This lagoon's entrance is so narrow, only a few dozen meters wide, and incredibly twisted... Our sail large ship is difficult to enter, and once in, difficult to exit! If we encounter native fire-bearing boats again..."
"Saint Heir protect us, may the Queen bless us! Respected captain Pinzon has ordered: lower the fleet's armed skiffs, row them to the lake entrance, and scout the scale and attitude of the natives' village in this area... We must be cautious and careful! Remember to tell the encountered natives we mean no hostility, we're friendly friends!..."
"Yes, may the Almighty bless us!... Come, take these shiny glass beads as gifts for the natives!..."
