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>SELECTED: “Cain on the Cross, man. If you had just told me this beforehand you would have had my sword, coin or no.” Mercenary work sat ill with you, even if the cause was arguably just. You will fill much more comfortable coming to the aid of others in the future provided there is not a payout as the driving incentive. It cheapens the honouring of your oath. [Hearty]
>PERSUASION AUTO-PASS: Captain Alfonso Verdicci is FRIENDLY towards you. He will aid you in most situations, even where there is some risk to his own interests. He will not assist in plots directed at you or those close to you, unless under some strong compulsion. He is also open to engaging in business endeavours on an equitable basis, and trusts you to honour your side of any agreement or contract without solid assurances. +1 Langlish Free Captain Contact.
<span class="mu-i">“Cain on the Cross, man.”</span> You shake your lead, leaning against the railing and looking down at the water passing by for a moment before turning back to the Captain. <span class="mu-i">“If you had just told me this beforehand you would have had my sword, coin or no.”</span>
<span class="mu-i">“Truly?”</span> Verdicci seems genuinely surprised, but . <span class="mu-i">“You mean to say you would have helped me, without anything to gain for yourself?”</span>
<span class="mu-i">“That is <span class="mu-s">exactly</span> what I am saying.”</span> You find yourself struggling to keep the exasperation out of your voice.
You’ve been considering your brush with the world of mercenary work for much of this morning and found it not to your liking.
You have not spurned your knightly ideals in your involvement of the events of last night perhaps, but you do feel you could have come awfully close. There is a risk of blurring the line between your oaths and tainting it with base motivations. It is a matter you intend to raise in confession with Father Towbray and seek suitable penance. Almighty forbid you are reduced to the greed of a faithless copper-clipper.
<span class="mu-i">“So… I can have my money back?”</span>
<span class="mu-i">“Would that assure you of my intentions?”</span> You ask sharply, raising an eyebrow.
<span class="mu-i">“A jest! My apologies. You’re not the first Cantônian knight I have met. But maybe you are the first to practice what is preached by your sort.”</span> Verdicci raises his left hand and places the right over his heart, the easy smile turning serious. <span class="mu-i">“<span class="mu-g">Ti ho usato come mezzo per raggiungere un fine, ma tutti gli amici dovrebbero essere essi stessi un fine.</span> I see now that I have risked a true friendship. I beg you forgiveness and I beg further you give me the chance to be worthy of calling you <span class="mu-g">mio amico</span>, my friend.”</span>
<span class="mu-i">“It is nothing.”</span> You sputter, embarrassed at the sudden sincerity from the typically cavalier sailor. <span class="mu-i">“Truly. Forgive me if I bristle from time to time, I understand no offence was intended.”</span>
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