Chapter Type: Slice of Life
The language of flags used between ships is not one that I had learned at that time. So when we struck sails and lowered both anchors, it came as a surprise to me.
With a yawn, Reece pulled himself to his feet. "Well, that's just all the traveling we're doing before highsun. Might as well stretch my legs."
"I could use a swim." I decided.
"I wouldn't." He pointed off to starboard, or the right. "Those jellyfish are poisonous. They'll kill a man in a heartbeat."
"Yeah, they taste terrible, too." I found myself walking with him. "I notice there are no nets on the side of the ship. How do crew members get back aboard if the weather knocks them overboard?"
"We have ropes. But usually, someone falls overboard, sea will claim them before we can get a longboat out. We sometimes get crew back, but it's not the usual thing. Haha, Bosun Sorrows, the ambassador here wants to take a swim while we're anchored."
Debated having other, more hostile encounters, but it turned out there just wasn't room for it.
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