Yeah? I could see where that'd get confusing. They look more'n a bit alike at a glance.
Anyhow, I've given it away. No sharks. Just dolphins. Didn't know what they were at first, thought the same myself--sharks--or else something with my fever and blind panic, but turns out they were as solid and as real as anything. Three of 'em. So I started swimming. Chose to swim to the left, 'cos that was always my lucky side. It was clumsy work at first, with me half-fevered. And as I went, I realized that the dolphins were keeping pace with me, swimming along beside me. At first I thought maybe I was dreaming, or else mistaken, that they were truly sharks and I was losing my mind, but no. And eventually I washed up ashore--hours, and hours later, mind--and my luck had held, 'cos I was on Brandel's Reach. And then I met a smuggler with a knife, lied my way to the Black City to be vouchsafed by my brother called Gareth, a brother I didn't have, mind, what was working on a ship...
It's a whole tale. The point of it being, I've always afforded anyone that same courtesy. If they think their luck will hold, they're welcome to test it. Or join up. Don't take officers, can't trust 'em, but anyone else might have a go of it and--lucky again--might work out.
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Anyhow, I've given it away. No sharks. Just dolphins. Didn't know what they were at first, thought the same myself--sharks--or else something with my fever and blind panic, but turns out they were as solid and as real as anything. Three of 'em.
So I started swimming. Chose to swim to the left, 'cos that was always my lucky side. It was clumsy work at first, with me half-fevered. And as I went, I realized that the dolphins were keeping pace with me, swimming along beside me. At first I thought maybe I was dreaming, or else mistaken, that they were truly sharks and I was losing my mind, but no. And eventually I washed up ashore--hours, and hours later, mind--and my luck had held, 'cos I was on Brandel's Reach. And then I met a smuggler with a knife, lied my way to the Black City to be vouchsafed by my brother called Gareth, a brother I didn't have, mind, what was working on a ship...
It's a whole tale. The point of it being, I've always afforded anyone that same courtesy. If they think their luck will hold, they're welcome to test it. Or join up. Don't take officers, can't trust 'em, but anyone else might have a go of it and--lucky again--might work out.