<div class="floatright">(http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/thetragicfragments/pirate.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><strong>Name:</strong> Govad<br/><strong>Location:</strong> The Dirty Secret (deck)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> All aboard and in earshot</span></div>Govad looked the young man over, taking note of his lithe body and the hint of muscle under his skin. He had worked aboard a ship before, that much was clear. But he was not about to trust a stranger without credentials with the well being of his ship. “Shipwright are you? And I’m a pock on the king’s fat arse. You come aboard with nothing, boy. Think yourself a shipwright all you please but anyone catches you tampering with my vessel and I’ll have your hands. You want a position, you can fucking earn it.“<br/><br/>As much as Govad wanted to sweep off to his own chamber, he couldn’t do so right away. There might be more upstarts he needed to quell.<br/>