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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Uriel" data-source="post: 1311070" data-attributes="member: 8222">Taking out a box of chocolates that Artimus hadn't yet found, Nico smiles at the Sailmaker 'Aye, Miss Weaver.Truth-b-Known, we deserves a bit of Mr. Lang's ire. Thet poor feller'll have a broke heart and a vein on is head of a size to make me ol' pappy a rich man If'n it were filled wit Gold by the time this voyage is done.He seems a good sort. Takes one o'thm officers on ev'ry ship to keep Order, it does, an I can't fault 'im fer it none. His twin on the last ship was a right Kraken by comparrison, a Grey Elf they'd like ta see ya scrubbin the barnacles wit sharks nipping at yer heels as soon as have ye say 'G'Day Sir' to him in the morning. He did run a tight ship, though, as everyone was afeared of his lash. At least Mr. lang only uses his tongue...As far as whut we did...We sort of grabbed a few volunteers in an unorthodox manner. Let's just say that them Orcish lads wuz just abaot done with their other job and we just happened ta need a few hands. Right odd bit of Luck that wuz, Calypso be praised.'Nico keeps a straight face as much as he can <Will save result 21>, although a slight chuckle escapes when he came to the part about his unorthodox manner of recruiting hands.edit:spelling</blockquote>