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Sailors on the Seas of Fate - Rana Mor!

Esteban pulls a few silver coins from his pouch and flips them to the ragged man. "Let it never be said that useful words go unrewarded, eh?" Turning to Balama he says in a quiet tone, "The man may be half-mad, but any information is worth a bit of coin, I've always said, and now we know we may face trouble before we even reach the ruins."
 

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Balama smiles, "Your concern is duly noted, sir." she says with a shade of humour to Esteban. Indo grins and with profuse "thank yous" and "safe voyages" he scampers over the rail and back onto his dock.

Balama turns the ship away from the lonely riverman's hut, and you are on your way again down the mighty Ran Pe.

OOC: Esteban - deduct however many silver you gave him.
 

Esteban grins. "Half the fun is the fight, but the other half is being alive long enough to use the tale to win women over in the bars afterwards, don't you know? Besides, the earlier I learn the opposition's nature, the longer I have to come up with appropriate quips. These things don't happen on their own." With a wink to Balama he strides back to the prow of the ship.

OOC: Deducted 3 silver.
 

Theon stares back at the hut and dock, wondering where else Indo will make money, selling information of their whereabouts, rather than about the ruins of Rana Mor. "That meeting will come back to haunt us. Mark my words," he says, to nobody in particular.
 

Anemone shrugs, coming up behind Theon.

"Unless you want to kill the old man, there's no helping it," she says.

"And I do not think you are the butchering type."
 

Artemis Marsei. Human male, Ranger/Swashbuckler/Fighter

"Ah Pardon, pardon, pardon. But one does not need to kill the canary to stop its chirping in the lounge. One could always remove the canary to the back porch." Turning to Indo Artemis calls out: "Oh sir, fine merchant, yes you sir. Come, come, show me that fabulous rock of Dung again. I could always use another for my fine collection. You look awfully hungry. Our little pleasure cruise has an excellent chef. I believe we shall be dining soon too. How would you like some roasted pheasant enshrined in rosemary accompanies by an assortment of exotically spiced vegetables?"

To himself Artemis says: Poor sod, but he won't be the first victim of the good old Shanghai recruitment school.
 

"Oh no, not so's you can make fun again!" cries Indo in a rather petuant manner, "Watch out for the Banda!" he cries plaintively as you head away from his hut.
 

Zariv takes one look at the man, and wonders if this encounter will endanger his future. But he has seen too many bad things in his past to wish the man harm, in any case.

"Let us sail on."
 

Day 3 (dusk) - The Ran Pe river

After six hours or so, night falls; dusk comes swiftly in the tropics. The more seasoned among you reckon that you have covered twenty miles or so over a 12 hour day; the snags and mudbanks you have seen would make travelling by lanternlight too dangerous. A little before sunset, Balama anchors the Starchaser in the middle of the river.

"So, we'll use this last bit of light to go ashore in the rowboat; get some game, fresh water, see if their are any plants we can eat." she says briskly, "I'll need a couple of you to help me out and keep watch. Any volunteers?"
 

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Theon smiles in an apologetic and self-depricating manner. "You know me well enough to know I'm not much use as a lookout, Balama. I'm more use here."
 

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