Tyriont regarded Monty curiously. He wondered how this nervous wreck of a man could ever have set foot aboard a ship before, let alone been any kind of sailor. Still, he'd seen his share of poor traumatized sods in his time, could be any of a number of things that'd stolen the man's guts.
"Done, lad. Don't worry, I ain't planning on anyone dying before the trip's out. Got a route that's away from where the rest of...where the pirates tend to prey, should be a simple enough trip. Like I said, only a few hours. What can go wrong, eh?" He smiled warmly, trying to be encouraging. "Next up!"
"Done, lad. Don't worry, I ain't planning on anyone dying before the trip's out. Got a route that's away from where the rest of...where the pirates tend to prey, should be a simple enough trip. Like I said, only a few hours. What can go wrong, eh?" He smiled warmly, trying to be encouraging. "Next up!"
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