Meet CONAN as he joins a pirate ship

This is how CONAN is introduced after he swims up to and climbs on board the pirate ship Wastrel. Sancha the captain's woman is on deck,

She sat up, her gaze fixed on a rail, over which, to her amazement, a dripping figure clambered. Her dark eyes opened wide, her red lips parted in an O of surprise. The intruder was a stranger to her. Water ran in rivulets from his great shoulders and down his heavy arms. His single garment- a pair of bright crimson silk breeks- was soaking wet, as was his gold-buckled girdle and the sheathed sword it supported. As he stood at the rail, the rising sun etched him like a great bronze statue. He ran his fingers through his streaming black mane, and his blue eye lit as they rested on the girl.

From "The Pool of the Black One"
Page 163-4. The Complete Chronicles of CONAN.

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Practice is no match for Primitive Fury

CONAN locks swords with Captain Zaporavo so he can kill him and take over the pirate ship Wastrel. Zaporova is an experienced and skilled fighter, but is no match for CONAN.

The intricacies of the sword were useless against his primative fury as a human boxer's skill against the onslaughts of a panther

From "The Pool of the Black One"
Page 171. The Complete Chronicles of CONAN.

Introducing... Sancha

Sancha is the concubine of Captain Zaporavo of the pirate ship Wastrel. She lounges on deck just as CONAN swims up to the ship and climbs onboard.

SANCHA, ONCE OF KORDAVA, yawned daintily, stretched her supple limbs luxuriously, and composed herself more comfortably on the ermine-fringed silk spread on the carack's poop-deck. That the crew watched her with burning interest from the waist and forecastle she was lazily aware, just as she also aware that her short silk kirtle veiled little of her voluptuous contours from their eager eyes.

From "The Pool of the Black One"
Page 163. The Complete Chronicles of CONAN.

CONAN kills a man with one punch!

After having to flee the pirate haven of Baracha, for undisclosed reasons, CONAN swims up to the pirate ship Wastrel and climbs onboard. He talks his way past the deeply suspicious captain an is allowed to join the crew.

CONAN (The Barachan),

He spat in CONAN's face and snatched at his own sword.
The Barachan's movement was too quick for the eye to follow. His sledge-like fist crunched with a terrible impact against his tormentors jaw, and the Zingaran catapulted through the air and fell in a crumpled heap by the rail.
CONAN turned towards the others. But for a glitter in his eyes, his bearing was unchanged. But the baiting was over as suddenly as it began. The seamen lifted their companion; his broken jaw hung slack, his head lolled unnaturally.

From "The Pool of the Black One."
Page 166. The Complete Chronicles of CONAN.

The moral of the story...
DO NOT SPIT AT CONAN!