by The Kingpin » Thu Jun 19, 2008 1:50 am
James looked down at where the rum mugs used to be placed, only to find a rather inconveniently placed hole. he sighed as he pulled out a bottle of rum and another of water, handing the water to Adeline before opening his, taking a long swig before saying "Well...The child is to be raised at sea. where he or she is actually born is up to you, provided we're not caught in the middle of the bloomin' ocean when the time comes, in which case, tough luck, your child will end up being a born and raised Sea Wolf...as for what we do in the more immediate future, my plans are to repair the Reaper, dig out that gold, get my share to your father to help with his debts and hopefully solve his problems so i don't go around with a guilty conscience, and then i'm off on me merry way to looting, plundering me weasly black guts out"...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG