Tycondrius did not specify what exactly he wanted Wroe to explain.
Admittedly... he didn't expect an answer even remotely close to satisfactory.
Tarquin Wroe...
He had proven himself wanting when it came to completing moderately complex tasks.
Tycon once asked Wroe to make a pact with a goddess-- something that went along with the fellow's modus operandi.
He did... eventually. It took several bells, wasted doing... only the gods know what.
While Sol Invictus was questing in the eastern seas of the Kingdom, Tycon asked the man to requisition a ship.
That came about... but several moons late.
Also, the ship was in an even worse condition than the Neptune's Revenge... and the
...It looked like it got hit by a Leviathan.
Tycon - “Are those... song lyrics, Brother-Hades?”
Hades - “Yeah, why? Does it make your skin crawl?”
Tycon - “...No?”
Hades - “Have you become so numb you can’t feel me there?”
Tycon - “Whatever you’re doing-- cease that, at once.”