01-29-2020, 05:30 PM
The wounded warrior follows Finch to his cabin, a room about 15 feet in length and 10 feet across with a large fur covering most of each side wall. There is a small booth with cupboard hanging over the table. The pair take their seats.
Wounded Warrior-[Imperial]: "If thy deck be scrubbed, linens laundered and tea boiled then our quarry will hast absconded to Imperial embrace."
He slams his fist on the table, only to recoil from disturbing his fresh injuries.
Wounded Warrior-[Imperial]: "Set sail and in turn I shall detail for thee the trappings of the vessel fat with ill gotten gold."
Wounded Warrior-[Imperial]: "If thy deck be scrubbed, linens laundered and tea boiled then our quarry will hast absconded to Imperial embrace."
He slams his fist on the table, only to recoil from disturbing his fresh injuries.
Wounded Warrior-[Imperial]: "Set sail and in turn I shall detail for thee the trappings of the vessel fat with ill gotten gold."
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The new recruits stand about lost with expressions of wonder. They await direction to the basic implements for their task: Scrubs and water. Agrina turns to Andrea to continue her impromptu investigation.
Agrina-[Imperial]: "What sorts of Imperials spill dis much blood dis far beyond our borders eh? Our new 'Captain' gunna 'ave us paintin stains on dis deck wit our blood next?"
Agrina-[Imperial]: "What sorts of Imperials spill dis much blood dis far beyond our borders eh? Our new 'Captain' gunna 'ave us paintin stains on dis deck wit our blood next?"