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>SELECTED: “We understand each other, and part as friends. If the cause is just, I won’t rule out another professional engagement. Perhaps, when we next meet, we could talk both as friends and business partners, Almighty willing.” No amount of coin could convince you to draw your blade in a dishonourable cause, but the Captain pays well and has been open enough with you in the end. Down the line, when you have funds worth the bidding, this could easily lead to a mutually beneficial arrangement in his trade stakes. A valuable investment indeed. [Hearty]
The Captain and you shake hands, wishing each other well on your respective adventures ahead and promises to speak at length again when your paths next cross one another. While not of noble blood, he is far from the same stock as copper clipping merchants that unscrupulously scrounge for the next deal. You can respect a man that lives and breathes his life on the seas, each successful trade funding his next adventure. The respect is mutual, the man practically swears that the name <span class="mu-i"><span class="mu-g">L’Orso Tempesta</span></span> will ring in every port the Coy Siren graces. This pleases you more than it necessarily should, perhaps to the point where you may need to refer to the sin of pride in your next confession.
You take another bite of the furred fruit, not too dissimilar from a cherry. You think some more on how you'd describe it to another, but that is the best you can come up with. As the night passes in good cheer and many a toast, you think that maybe the taste will grow on you.
<span class="mu-s">Wenegan, 14th Day of Kostrimun, 883 A.C.E. – First Light - Nova Cathagi Docks</span>
<span class="mu-i">“All my life I had dreamed of this. Long before I took my vows, since I was a little girl even.”</span> Sister Ignatius speaks softly, her fellow nuns trailing from the gangplank behind her. <span class="mu-i">“To walk these streets where the Truth and the Light was first bestowed upon our forefathers.”</span>
<span class="mu-i">“It boggles the mind.”</span> Father Towbray seems less impressed with the looming sight of the city sprawled before them. <span class="mu-i">“That such good and holy endevours could be borne of this wretched hive of scum and villainy.”</span>
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