09-07-2008, 08:06 PM
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Every second on the ship felt like he'd been placed into a fairy tale. Pirates didn't really exist anymore, and those who did were society's rebels. He had never met them, nor did he ever fancy he would want to. They were rebellious whether from society or not, at least in lore, and he had had enough encounters with violence in his peace-loving life to do him over. He could live without Captain Screwnail coming along to take his hidden treasure back, too.
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Every second on the ship felt like he'd been placed into a fairy tale. Pirates didn't really exist anymore, and those who did were society's rebels. He had never met them, nor did he ever fancy he would want to. They were rebellious whether from society or not, at least in lore, and he had had enough encounters with violence in his peace-loving life to do him over. He could live without Captain Screwnail coming along to take his hidden treasure back, too.
We can break it. Dohi, of course, didn't suppose the idea of breaking a hole in the hull. The chances that breaking one hole would cause a massive collapse was high, and he didn't exactly want to find out what would happen. Nonetheless, the fervor of adventure did burn in him and urged him to do it, even if it was more risky than he would like. The closest he'd ever get to a burning feeling was the anticipation of the journey, and of course, the Ulagahasti was more than willing to go below the deck.
Just not so much to play games with risk.