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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Bob Aberton" data-source="post: 1268383" data-attributes="member: 1518">Vemuz & Nicodemus,If you can look closely you can observe a small vein pulsing in Mr. Lang's throat.  His jaw is set so tight that had he not strong teeth, they would have shattered from the pressure several minutes ago."You gentlemen & Mr. Legba seem to delight in putting me in impossible situations; even in the Navy we never had so many 'loose cannons' in one vessel.  Very well; we shall keep the crew, but only because we are desparately short of hands - I suppose it is too much to hope that these Orcs know anything of the working of a square-rigged merchantman?As for your punishments; Mr. Arfaliunium, confined to quarters until myself or Captain McCrenshaw informs you otherwise. Mr. Thriceborn; docked a month's pay, and you lose your fast passage bonus - the second half of your punishment will be making those Orcs into anything like proper able-seamen.  I expect them to perform to the highest standards of the merchant service before we make port in Port Andorra, and they will be drilled in great-gun and small arms drills by Mr. Marper and Mr. Swifthand, respectively.  Good evening to you, gentlemen."He replaces his hat on his head and marches away with those rigidly precise strides that a huricano, as the Espirantish call it, couldn't jar him from.The Captain lingers for a few moments."Now, gentlemen, much as I might agree with y'r views, an' much as I'm grateful to y' for procurin' a crew, I must agree with Mr. Lang's opinion on your actions.  Your punishments stand, except that I'm reinstatin' y'r fast passage bonuses - got t' give y' some sort o' incentive, after all.  I won't be countermandin' Mr. Lang's judgements this time - want to leave th' poor fellow some sort o' authority after all - but I wouldn't expect t' stay long in y'r quarters, Mr. Arfaliunium, an' if we make a fast passage, Mr. Thriceborn, y'r bonus should pay for th' loss of the next month's wages.  Evenin' gentlemen, we sail with the mornin' tide, or as soon as Mr. Legba returns."Malthas,You hear all of the above goings-on.Malachi,"Ah lead our Peopol, Malachi Greatchief, Ah lead our Peopol well.  Dis forest not so diff'runt from Wild Lands; we make dis place home, we grow strong.  We pass on de wisdom of dha Great Fathers, an' Stan'shtown's day gon' come, an' a bloody day it'll be," Oshente replies proudly; he wears his white hairs in an under-chieftain's braids already.Heart-of-Ten-Thousand-Oaks looks cautiously hopeful."You bring allies, shaman?  Allies of Brethren?  You come ashore, and your under-chief with you, no weapons.  Then, we talk."</blockquote>

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