A guide through the blue. I'm the first one you see. You'll hear me or see me while bound to your seat.

In a certain video game franchise, the undead are blocked by this shell, it may be tall, armored, or explosive, but its defense is tough to crack

I'm known for my planks, though I never set sail. I can join you in marriage, but I'm not a minister. My work is often measured, but I don't keep time. What am I?

I dance upon the bridge of your nose but I have no legs. I am a tiny drop of gold kissed by the sun, yet I cannot be spent. The more you chase the summer sky, the more of us appear to play.

Arr, matey! When a plank be defiant, I be the captain's right hand that tames the rebel wood. With a swing as fierce as a stormy sea, I send nails to Davy Jones' locker.