Submitted by Char on Wed, 06/02/2010 - 1:13pm

YARRRRRRRRRRRRR!

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Jules
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This rotting husk of a ship disgusts me in all the right ways. If she weren't crawling with bug-kin she'd actually be quite pleasant - the craftsmanship is solid, and once I believe it was even well cared-for. Maybe in a time fairly recent. But now the thing's a hive - well, no, a nest. A funnel web of a vessel, the poor girl. These black wicked things don't deserve a ship as fine as this one.

Why, I'm much more wicked than all of them, and much more deserving.

Cutting through the chittering, venomous things is hard, but I lead the excursion nonetheless. My crew won't respect me if I don't, and by the abyss I wouldn't blame em for scourging me for a lack of courage. A pirate must be chickenhearted only when it counts - now is the time to be reckless and foolhardy. They're guarding treasure, that's for sure. Precious cargo. Live cargo too - I saw it being loaded on. One in particular, blindfolded and shrouded and chained, swaying back and forth from the confusion, and extremely well-guarded. The person must've been a hostage, that's my guess. If the wretch is still alive, we can free them and get ourselves the ransom instead. If they're worthless... well, there's more ocean on this world than all the corpses in it can fill. It won't make much of a difference.

Ah, here we are. Big, big guards - they fall pretty hard due to their size. Real satisfying, to be truthful. And within, a prisoner or two. More like a corpse or two. I give the shrouded body a nudge - it doesn't move.

But it seems warm.

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Jules is so my third favorite character. XD

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