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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Insight" data-source="post: 2250789" data-attributes="member: 11437">ShuelsaiShielsai Dang | South of Chunabo, Kurst, In the Trackless SeaShuelsai was asleep for a long time.  He knew that eventually, his tiny vessel would catch one of the south-blowing tradewinds that had made Shiven such a valuable location for seaborne trade.  He also knew that, were he to make landfall, it was very likely to be in Shiven or one of the nearby islands.  Of course, such a journey, depending on the boon of the wind, might take a week in his tiny fishing boat, and if he did not make landfall in Shiven, it might be another few weeks before he would land somewhere else.But what awoke Shuelsai was a cacophony of calls, humanoid calls, coming from somewhere close.  He opened his eyes to see a larger vessel, a merchant trader most likely, flying a flag with the symbol of the Verarken Trading Company.  Shuelsai knew the Verarkens to be based in Shiven, as were most of these new seafaring trading guilds.Apparently, Shuelsai's fishing boat was on a dangerous tack right towards this merchant ship, and the crew of the trader were calling "Ahoy!" to Shuelsai to warn him of an imminent collision.  Shuelsai sprang to his feet and corrected course.As he was now alongside the merchantman, which was called The Verarken Star, the crew wished to speak with the captain of this Kurstic fishing vessel so far outside of its normal fishing waters.The boatswain, Errold, was the first to entreat Shuelsai in conversation.  He spoke in the Trade Language, unsure of what tongues the Kurstic captain might speak.  "You there," he began.  "Quite a bit off course, aren't you?  Must be a good two or three days from Kurst."</blockquote>

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