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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Systole" data-source="post: 6157594" data-attributes="member: 93930">The captain throws his hands up.  "For the love of the Stonefather, all I ever wanted to do was get the hell out of Copperhead and the hell away from my family.  Now you tell me there's practically a war coming?  Bloody hells."A few hours later, the ship leaves port, with only the faintest hint of daylight to guide her by.  Nevertheless, the experienced captain and his experienced (although somewhat hung over) crew make it look easy.  The next few weeks pass in relative ease, although the captain seems to be skipping ports where he can.  The ship's biscuits get a bit stale and the water gets a bit brackish between each stops.  When you do stop for supplies, the situation is the same: Captain Renlow presents Mr. Cato's letters to a runner on the dock, and within an hour, a complement of rough-looking men set up guard positions around the dock.  Shore leave is severely limited, and the sailors complain somewhat, but not too loudly.  At one stop, you do hear a bit of an altercation in the middle of the night, but nothing makes it so far as the ship, although there are fresh bloodstains near the gangplank in the morning.After a full five weeks of sailing, the captain sends for you to meet him on deck.  "Mister Stormforge, you've got a choice to make.  We're about to cross the channel to the mainland.  The Gabbiano settlement is a few days north.  We can sail straight there if you want.  On the other hand, if we turn south, we'll come to the Forenicci settlement in a few hours.  So it'll be an extra day, but you'll be able to take a look at the competition, maybe shake a few hands, make a few deals."  The captain shrugs.  "Your call.  We're already a few days ahead of schedule."Peet chimes in.  "We should.  It couldn't hurt to get some extra support against Boraga, especially since the Boraga settlement is further south.  We've got a common enemy, and they'd be a strategic buffer."Uder shakes his head.  "Waste of time, in my opinion.  The enemy of my enemy usually just ends up bein' another enemy, in my experience.  And given how bloody-minded House Boraga has been, I wouldn't be leavin' yer Gabbiano settlement unguarded for a second longer than ye need to."<img src="http://i1257.photobucket.com/albums/ii513/pnthffr/uder_150.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> <img src="http://i1257.photobucket.com/albums/ii513/pnthffr/peet_150a.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> <img src="http://i1257.photobucket.com/albums/ii513/pnthffr/phineas_150.png" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />. . Uder Gormengeist . . Wholesome Peet . . . Phineas Renlow . .</blockquote>

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