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Tortuga, Sea Turtle Island, 620

The wind was quiet and calm, the water lapping at the sides of the boat. Suddenly, a rush of water stirred on the port side of the vessel as the two strong fishermen heaved the net onto the boats small deck. The man towards the bow took out one fish and threw it back into the water.

'damn rules and regulations', he cursed, his wet face shining in the sunlight. Turning to the Fisher women in the boat, he said: 'd' you hear, Greybeard got a ship'.

Fishing on the shore.

The women remained silent, biting her lip. 

The man carried on talking. 'she's a cutter by the name of the Sea Wench. Fifty feet from stem to stern. Me brother helped build her. 

At this the women replied:

' fat lot of good she'll do him. Ever since he lost his galleon, he seems to be a bit brooding. Like he's being manipulated by some sort of guilt or debt. 

Fishing on the shore.

The man turned to face the bright sun. ' guilt is a powerful thing' he said cryptically. 

 

 

 

Edited by Count Vroskri
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