Week 10

[scurveydog]

Ye burn down a whole bloody island and ye wonder why the navy are on yer tail. Well they are and ye know who ye are. Their intent be to kill or capture and I’d prefer the first ta th’ other and no mistake. But I hope ye incomparable bastards get both. I know this hain’t yer world and ye lot are bein’ held here against yer will but remember it be one entity that be doin’ it, not the lot ‘o us. It be my world and ye don’t get to torch it to oblivion fer whatever reason ye want. The Navy will hunt ye down like the dogs ye are and even if ye come back there will be hell to pay.


Suffice ta say the Dog hain’t sufferin’ fools today so ye lot get no news, no weather. But out ‘o the kindness o’ what few ‘o ye I can actually stomach, I will be answerin’ one question. That be one. A single question. Somethin’ wi’ a hooky bit at the end. Anyone else has hooky bits they can keep it to their own selves.

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[scurveydog]

Aye, ye do that and wind ta yer backs. Try not ta get sunk long th' way. And it still won't save ye from bein' taken or worse by them that wants ye.

[diamondlight]

Thank you. And yes, I know our ship won't sail itself on good intentions. But it's what we have.

You seem a little better than last week, at least. I'm glad.

[scurveydog]

Better? Bloody pissed is what I am. Ye bastards are more lucky than ye know. But thank'ee fer noticin'.

[diamondlight]

Well, physically better. Things were rough for a while there, for you and for all of us. At least we're well enough to search for answers, and to keep ourselves moving.

On that note, it's probably a bad idea for us to stay on Isla Empieza any longer - I need to talk to Maribelle soon, or we're going to be in a lot of trouble.

[scurveydog]

I'm surprised ye ain't moved on afore this. Get yer asses in gear, girlie, or expect ta see 'em hung, shot, stabbed or all manner 'o unpleasent things.

[diamondlight]

[Any remaining good humor Rikka had drained right out of her with that remark; it took her a moment to put pen to paper again.]

Yes, of course. A fair amount of our crew disappeared, and- wait, now isn't the time for excuses. Thank you for the advice. I think I need to get the Shepherd moving. Now.

[scurveydog]

Luck be wi' ye.