<div class="floatleft">(https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51JuEU6%2B-lL._SX466_.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Devon Black<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Esperanza, leaving Port Royal<br/><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Talking to Royce & mentioning Lourdes<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Making a friend<br/><hr/>"So you shipped out pretending to be a boy," Devon echoed.  He frowned.  "Were they rough on you when they found out or did you get out in time?"  There were few things that roused his righteous anger like rape and there were men who were willing to slake their lust with a cabin boy, willing or not.  To find a woman disguised as a man would be a dream come true for them, especially if they were the only one to know.  Blackmail could force desperate women to do many things.<br/><br/>"It will take more than one drink to get that story out of me,"  Devon said with a chuckle.  "In the meantime, yes, go aloft and see if you can get the yard tied down before it breaks loose and tosses her overboard.  You might want to tell her that if she wants to learn the ropes to do it before the boatswain realizes she's got eagerness but no skill.  I'll teach her right but she'll need to listen."