>>5804999<span class="mu-i">’’BULLSHIT I BEAT YOU SU-</span><span class="mu-s">*CLUNK*</span> the audible thunk of heavy mail on wood Interrupted Duncan’s abuse and you heard the heavy step of plated boots as he turned towards the errant mail, you felt tension across your brow and contemplated surrender to your fate of a clip around the head and latrine duty, ser Duncan did not tolerate childish antics or fools and you felt very much like both.
Before you could be discovered an echoing singsong voice rang out <span class="mu-i">’’Dunk the lunk, thick as a castle wall’’</span> you breathed a small prayer as ser Duncan turned again.
<span class="mu-i">’’WHO SAID THAT?! WHO THE FECK SAID THAT? Who's the slimy, little brigand, shit twinkle-toed cocksucker here, who just gave me his own head? Nobody huh? The fairy-fecking cuntmother said it! I'll fecking kill you! I'll have you swimming along the ship until you drown! I'll fecking have you scrubbing latrines until your hands are fecking raw. Was it you you scrounging little fuck huh?’’</span> Duncan practically raved, though you noted there was an undercurrent of control to it.
You breathed a sigh of relief and scrambled for the decks, casting a final glance you saw Rickard watching you with a stealth you almost did not notice and he gave an almost imperceptible nod as you fled, leaving ser Duncan’s Castigations behind you, you believed you had made an ally of a fashion out of the man.
You were greeted by fading light and salty air, it felt good, avoiding punishment for your adventure, casting a glance you saw your surcoat was ripped at the shoulder, perhaps the only clue to your adventure besides your clearing mind. Ser Duncan might be a sharp man but there were half a hundred ways clothes could be stained, torn or otherwise damaged aboard the ship and you thought it easily dismissed should the need arise, a flash of color caught your eye as you stepped onto the deck proper, the <span class="mu-i">King crab</span> was hailing you and for a rare moment you were glad you're Father had taught you something of Navigation and signaling, they were signaling the approach of land.
You had arrived.
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