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The deal

"Well that is the question isn't it? Its not my ship, and it don't belong to the people who have it now. The owners were thieves and might well have stolen it themselves and most likely they're feedin' the fishes about now." He taps a his fingers absently on the table. "Rosie will like as not have only a token force aboard her, and as I've said the ship doesn't really have an owner, so if I tell you where to find her that will make her yours." He considers some more obviously trying to decide how much to say and finally just having out with it. "You see its like this, a competitor of mine, one Rosie Blackthorn happened on the merry band of rogues and them being better at thieven than sailin' she soon had their toys and their goods. Now as luck would have it, one of my special lads, a very talented fellow I can tell you, managed to take these things on the list off her ship as she came into the 'Rest with her none the wiser." He pauses for a refill of your beer. "Now technically, me and Rosie have an understanding and she and I don't pick from each others berry patch, but she left this box of trinkets sitting by an open window while she was talking about the raid and the ship. So my lad who was just alongside for a listen, well he gets it in his head to take the box." Another pause, clearly such honesty does not come easy for Giraldi. "Now I've got a delimma. I've got this box of goods, and if any of it gets seen around the 'Rest, Rosie's gonna start asking questions. Now we don't want to be feudin' me an Rosie, 'cause that's just bad for business you see?" Another long pause as he drinks and considers. "So I'm thinking that if I can make this little box disappear and then the boat goes away too, Rosie she'll think maybe there was more to those Rogues that she realized. That maybe one of them was hiding on her ship somehow and took the magic and made his way back to the boat and just sailed on home. Me and my lads, well, we got no ship, we got no pretty magic baubles and if we're drinkin' better booze this month well, the Masque was profittable for lots of fellows in the 'Rest." He makes an open handed gesture. "You see my situation. Now I'm thinking that if Captain Stormwarden solves my little problem and gets himself a profitable cargo of magic items and pretty little boat in the deal, then next time his speedy ship makes port here, then he's gonna be eager to see his buddy Captain Giraldii." Another sip of beer, but not so much of a pause now that the the story is out. "So its like this unless all those pretty magic baubles go away, there's not much point in me getting rid of that little boat. If you'll buy all those things in the box for the price I've given, I'll throw in the map for" you think he was gonna say 'free', but his tongue balked at the unatural word and it came out as "fifty gold." He ends with a pronounced sigh and a heafty swallow of beer.
 


The Deal

"I like your thinking and can not fault it Mr. Giraldi...since we are being honest and laying our cards on the table..after the purchase of the two hull, the cargo, the location of the crystal princess and my other expeeses...i have less than 8,000gold left in cash unless i can sell a few more boxes of cigars and some of my cargo of foodstuffs.....so i can not pay you the full amount for the box of goodies you have....i can give you some cash and a draft on a bank to cover another 5,000 or so and a note payble in lets say 12 months at Cambry for the balance...after all i am trusting you already a great deal in regards to the hulks the locaton of the crystal princess and this new ship when anyone could be a well laid trap..which in honesty is what i have been expecting and preparing for...I do truly hope that that is not the case....I told you earlier when we first meet, I am seeking a long term profitable,discreet relationship that is benefical to us all.....you acquire your cargos and a ship of my company pays the rest a little visit, the inconvient cargos disappear,,you have cash and or funds placed on depoist in secret accounts...none the wiser....the true question is do we trust one another or do we simple remain on again off again partners in deals....?"Michael will look at the man and take a sip of wine.
 

Deal with the devil.

Giraldii matches your gaze for a long while in silence. "Indeed it is a complex situation we find ourselves in. Two fellows with little reason to trust each other beyond our own greed." He takes another sip of beer. "But we are both captains. I've told you I don't want trouble with Rosie and that we have an agreement. My lad was over anxious and took the goods. Had I been there to have a say they would have stayed where they were. I'd not have crossed her, but as I said he's a good lad and he thought he was doing right. He'll be punished, but not so much that he won't continue to serve well and willingly. I could return the goods and we'd be all square, but I fear she'd demand the lad's life for it. I'm loth to give it. I tell you this to say that there is honor here among this lot of pirates, cutthroaths and thieves. My crew and I signed an agreement. A letter of incorporation you might say. To do right by each other and follow the rules we've set. We keep to it like our very souls and lives depended on it. And maybe they do." He taps a blank sheet from his folio. "Now I've got a paper here. I say we write up a little deal and sign it. Being independent fellows, we'll not put too many limits on it. We'll deal fair with each other, pay our debts as we may incur to each other and go out of our way not to cross each other. Now, I'll take your note and the paper from Cambre for 12 months hence, at 10 percent interst of course. If you'll sign my paper here." He taps the still blank sheet for emphasis. "You've heard my simple and generous terms what would you have me add?" Some trick of cloud and shadow passes a brief darkness over the room and Michael's wine takes on the hue of fresh blood, and a chill passes over him.
 

Agreement

Michael will slowly begin to smile and then a soft laugh..."Write the terms captain in two copies....it is agreed...Honor amoung business associates....I actually only have three terms...first is simple...in order to be effective and to maximize profits no one needs to know about our agreeement, Second is a little more sticky....simple put we do No harm to each other or each others crews without first laying our grounds to each other and getting their approval before the sanction is applied......and last....we be truthful with ourselves and each other in that when we feel we must end this agreement we give each other at least 60 days notice to wrap those deals in progress or pending up...Does this sound agreeable?"
 

Giraldii

Giraldii nods, "most fellows I deal with are too hot headed for that 60 day limit, but I like it. Secrecy and and an honesty hearing before conflict, quite reasonable. Agreed!" He extends a hand and then begins to write in a smooth flowing script. Surprising for a rough looking half-orc. In only minutes he has the two documents ready for signing. He even produces a candle and lays out wax. One of his many rings proves to be a signate. A stylized 'G' over a cresting wave. He passes over one and begins to sign the other and then swap up. "I think this will be a long and fruitful relationship Captain."
 

Agreement

Michael will smile, take another sip of his wine then sign and seal the two documents. Taking his copy Michael will place it in his pouch saying "We certainly dont need these laying around." Then continuing, Michael says "If all goes well Captain, and this new ship is taken, we can more or less schedule a trip sa y every two to or three months to pick up and purchase cargos and delivery fresh food and supplies to you here at the rest. From our earlier conversation, I think you may well benefit from a steady supply of high quality foodstuffs rather than ships rations etc.....in fact we could possible open up eventually a small ships chandlery with your people handling the front and operational details....but that is some time in the future.....for now I will try and scheudle a return tirp by a ship within three months" Pausing and taking another sip of his wine Michael will continu ' I dont know about you Captain, but i for one am glad we avoided conflict and misunderstanding.....Truth be told i love the clinkcing sound of coins being counted thant the smacking and clanging of swords resolving a disputet" Again taking a sip of his wine Michael will half serious/half jokingly say"I do hope you dont have anymore lists as i am out of fund, deep in debit to you alreayd and alas have an appointment at 6:00pm. Do you think you can dealay for 48 hours so we can get the ship or must it be done now?"
 

"I to am pleased by the sound of clinking coins over ringing sWords. I can promiss nothing, but you should be able to delay a couple of days. I hear no more loaing so I shall take my leave." He extends a hand and makes his way out.d
 

Giraldi

"Then i shall leave within 48 hours to fetch the ship, perhaps sooner if I can conclude all the meetings that have been requested..I do thank you for your time and the trust you have chosen to extend." Michael will then extend his hand to the Captain.
 

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