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[ringwraith_ii]

Business is slow of late, and apparently stealing someone's organs gets you in trouble with their relatives. Or leads to you impregnanting them. Not nearly enough cases of never hearing from that person again...

Anyways, I've purchased an appropriately sketchy looking house in Not-So-Far Harad. Hoping the new territory will prove fruitful. You

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[aldarion]

And we'll show you too!

Once I find a fucking *port*... oceans need road signs, I swear to fucking Uinen...

[ringwraith_ii]

There's this thing called navigation. It's a basic skill necessary when attempting sea travel. Not that I'm complaining or anything, I just think you ought to know.

[aldarion]

The seas bloody CHANGE after a couple thousand years of being away.

Plus, I'm drunk. You ever try to find shore when you've been knocking a few back with the cabin boys?

[ringwraith_ii]

Excuses, excuses.

When drunk, I can remove a liver and stitch the incision precisely enough to avoid anything more than a hairline scar. In fact, I could show you that once you get here...

[aldarion]

*gets out axe*

[ringwraith_ii]

Last I heard you were still a-wanderin the high seas with a bunch of cabin boy lushes. Now put that thing away before you hurt yourself. I'll see you whenever the fuck you land. *absently picks at nails*

[erendis]

But I can hurt you.

*smile*

[ringwraith_ii]

*jumps* Where the fuck did you come from!?