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Message: <blockquote data-quote="pallandrome" data-source="post: 3509799" data-attributes="member: 46930"><p>His arms begin burning with exhaustion as Bardach hangs from the gunwale of the crows nest, far above the deck of the ship. His meditation and communion with the wind done, for the moment, he slowly pulls himself back up, nods again to the sailor manning the nest, and begins to crawl again like a monkey down the rigging until his bare feet slap the cool, familiar wood of a Spelljammer deck. Knowing all he needs to about the ship, that the winds around it are good, Bardach begins searching about the ship for ways to make himself useful, and to earn his keep.</p></blockquote><p></p>