And no, I don’t mean the day to day problems; fleeing proper authority, maintaining the ship, managing to stay awake enough after a long night of drinking to set (sober) watches… I mean the big
things, the personal things… Does this shirt clash with those slops? Would Cap’n Flint be caught dead in that coat? Buckle shoes and a blunderbuss, or boots and a brace of pistols? The important choices… which axe for casual pillaging?
Well mates, today one of those categories just got added to… edged weapons. Prior to this date I haven’t ventured across a proper sword… Oh true it be that I have a massive knife near sword proportions, good guard, straight and sharp… But nothing with the reach of a good sword…
Fellows, today is the last that sets without a nice piece of long steel. Feast ‘yer eyes on the attached sketchings… Sure a dusty piece, but make no mistake, the fellow that used it before me needs it no longer... Now all sorts of curses and precautions have been taken to avoid the bad luck of used steel, especially this as she didn't fare her master to good fortunes...I look forward to her all the same, believe you me.
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