An falling-out with Endemerrin, damn near another brawl with Tausenadel, and a break-up with Dhemgeim.
Not a good night at all, Dogberry thought. At least Xenedra and Castus, good friends through and through, were there to keep him from doing anything stupid. So many bridges burned tonight, it was time maybe to take some personal time to regroup. He put on his Limsa Lominsan Officer's Coat and tricorne hat, and stepped out from his cabin aboard Syldra's Revenge.
"All hands on deck!" He bellowed, and the call echoed with the voices of the other officers, passing the order below deck. Within minutes the deck contained the whole crew.
"I want to thank you all for a fine voyage," he began. "I hope this was a profitable endeavor for all of you. We've a full compliment of oil aboard deck, and enough trade that I dare say many of ya can feed your families for the next six moons. Or if not your own families, then those of your favorite ceiling inspectors."
The crew laughed.
"That's why I've decided t'quit while we're ahead, lest Llymlaen guide us to Nymeia's misfortune. When we roll into Vesper Bay, you'll be paid out for your work and be free to seek out what you will. I want to take a moment to thank all of ya for bein' a pleasant and able crew. Should any of you lot decide to come back to Syldra's Revenge I'll be happy to have you."
He turned and went back into his cabin and began to pack. Some time in Ul'dah would do. As he packed, he heard the crew begin to sing.
Oh the times was hard and the wages low
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
And the grub was bad and the gales did blow
And it's time for us to leave her
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her
For the voyage is done and the winds do blow
And it's time for us to leave her
I thought I heard the Old Man say
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
You can go ashore and take your pay
And it's time for us to leave her
Oh her stern was foul and the voyage was long
Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her
The winds was bad and the gales was strong
And it's time for us to leave her
And we'll leave her tight and we'll leave her trim
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
And heave the hungry packet in
And it's time for us to leave her
Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her with a grin
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
For there's many a worser we've sailed in
And it's time for us to leave her
And now it's time to say goodbye
Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her
For the old pierhead's a-drawing nigh
And it's time for us to leave her
Not a good night at all, Dogberry thought. At least Xenedra and Castus, good friends through and through, were there to keep him from doing anything stupid. So many bridges burned tonight, it was time maybe to take some personal time to regroup. He put on his Limsa Lominsan Officer's Coat and tricorne hat, and stepped out from his cabin aboard Syldra's Revenge.
"All hands on deck!" He bellowed, and the call echoed with the voices of the other officers, passing the order below deck. Within minutes the deck contained the whole crew.
"I want to thank you all for a fine voyage," he began. "I hope this was a profitable endeavor for all of you. We've a full compliment of oil aboard deck, and enough trade that I dare say many of ya can feed your families for the next six moons. Or if not your own families, then those of your favorite ceiling inspectors."
The crew laughed.
"That's why I've decided t'quit while we're ahead, lest Llymlaen guide us to Nymeia's misfortune. When we roll into Vesper Bay, you'll be paid out for your work and be free to seek out what you will. I want to take a moment to thank all of ya for bein' a pleasant and able crew. Should any of you lot decide to come back to Syldra's Revenge I'll be happy to have you."
He turned and went back into his cabin and began to pack. Some time in Ul'dah would do. As he packed, he heard the crew begin to sing.
Oh the times was hard and the wages low
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
And the grub was bad and the gales did blow
And it's time for us to leave her
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her
For the voyage is done and the winds do blow
And it's time for us to leave her
I thought I heard the Old Man say
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
You can go ashore and take your pay
And it's time for us to leave her
Oh her stern was foul and the voyage was long
Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her
The winds was bad and the gales was strong
And it's time for us to leave her
And we'll leave her tight and we'll leave her trim
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
And heave the hungry packet in
And it's time for us to leave her
Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her with a grin
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
For there's many a worser we've sailed in
And it's time for us to leave her
And now it's time to say goodbye
Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her
For the old pierhead's a-drawing nigh
And it's time for us to leave her
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