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11/8/14 - Aerodrome: S.o.R. Episode 2: Thunder Rolls
DrTentacles:
From the Journal of Beckett Hafgufa:
I'm a privateer now. At least that's what the contract says.
The Pact has deep pockets, and I guess I won some gratitude that day in the dunes. Funny, that a man gets more honor for killing someone than for selling necessities.
I don't care. I'm still a merchant.
The boss asked me to keep the contract. The wire was full of justifications. "Public Face" "Good advertisement" and "debts to be paid, great and small." Since he's paying for the restoration of my ship, I guess I can't argue. Not on top of everything else I owe. Poor Florivet. Keiran looks ready to bash anyone who mangles the repair job over the head with a mallet. Poor yard dogs.
So the short version is I'm keeping the contract. Worse, I'm going North.
Anglea. My old home. I had hoped never to get within a hundred mile radius of it. I've already had enough snow for a lifetime. Don't need more.
At least I'm probably not going to be fighting. First mission is to ferry a resource convoy to one of our deployments. We're behind friendly lines, and not expected to see real fighting. In the end, I'm still just a merchant. Same as before. We've got mercenary support, but they're probably just for show. Rorin's staying behind-survived the whole damn battle, then falls sick of Yeshan flu. Some people have none of the right luck.
Anyway, we took on one of our newer hires. Arthur something. Bright and eager. Makes my teeth ache.
I'm hoping for some quiet, after that last job.
What sort of snake could get this far behind the Pact's lines, anyway?
Captain Beckett Hafgufa
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