[Barbossa followed the dragon's gaze - or rather, where his claw was pointing towards - and processed what he was telling him, easing into the fact that he was actually speaking with a particularly large and scaly creature.]

So this be a land with mountains and lakes, but with no seas and oceans? [Hmph. To add insult to injury, the place he was taken to didn't even have a large enough body of water for him to really sail in.] Is this, perhaps, another curse that the heathen gods have placed upon me when they decided to bring me here?

[It sure seemed to be this way; for one reason or another, he had been among those people who were supposedly taken here as well, probably destined to go that village and settle in himself.]

Ye're talkin' about this, perhaps? [Barbossa then pointed to the book that he was holding in his hand, revealing more of the cover to the dragon.] I did, aye, but I was not really up for readin' at the time, ye see. I was too busy figurin' out where me ship had gone to and why I was without any decent attire.

[He had just lost the Queen Anne's Revenge and everything else he had, after all (just after claiming them too); and he certainly hadn't been calm enough to go through this.]