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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 12, 2020 21:48:11 GMT
“No, he lives in a tower to the northwest and talks to the stars or some crazy shit. It’s impossible to have an intelligent conversation with him.” She had another cup. “They’re rogue naval captains from the colonies. Mutinied a few years back. Everyone on the high seas knows of them but who’d ever find them here?”
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Post by Damien Chevalier on Jul 13, 2020 1:58:06 GMT
Damien nodded thoughtfully, "You apparently. You are an observant one, I will give you that." He chuckled as he continued, "Any other observations you have about this island? I have no idea how many days we will be trapped here." He stroked his chin clearly mulling her words. He was contemplating the exact value of a flying cloak in his mind.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 13, 2020 2:52:14 GMT
She looked out the window towards the wide open seas to the west. “You want a parrot? I thought it was some sort of silly cliche, but every other person here has a macaw of some sort. Frederic did mention there seems to be latent psionics talents among the local wildlife. Not that I care if some toucan reads my mind.” She raised a finger as she recalled something. “Oh right. I nearly forgot the best part. The rope bridges can’t handle the wind of a real storm, so they’re coming down in...oh, fifteen minutes. Best decide what you’re gonna do because you’ll be stuck with it til this shit ends.”
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Post by Damien Chevalier on Jul 13, 2020 13:30:44 GMT
Damien stood and gave her a little bow. "I suppose I should return to my ships. If I am not around everything falls to shit." He stepped forward and raised her hand to his lips for a kiss. "You have given me a lot of interesting information. I should remember to tell my friends so they do not stumble into any trouble they can not handle." He smiled at her warmly. "Can I beg for another bottle of wine from the Queen of the Seas."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 13, 2020 15:39:43 GMT
“Take a whole case,” she said. “Like I said, I’m trying to rob this woman blind. But it would be wrong to just waste such fine vintages. Do keep safe Damien. It will be much less interesting without you around.”
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Post by Damien Chevalier on Jul 13, 2020 17:19:38 GMT
Damien raised his eyebrow at Rose and laughed, "Death comes for all of us. If I die falling off a rope bridge carrying a case of wine, make sure you tell everyone I stole it from you at least." He sighed and lifted up the case. "Imagine me... doing manual labor. This is disgusting... but I really want the wine." HE turned and walked out of the room.
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