<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/eb/49/a1/eb49a1c2130ab69826f2baba518264d4.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Angelo (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=251193.msg12416930#msg12416930)<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>On Deck<br/><br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Open, Red Beard<br/><br/><strong>Conditions:</strong>Sleeves of Many Garments, set to something 'officer-y'.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Ah, seems I missed the point of it being a merchant ship. Now I feel...a bit more at ease." The pieces began to come together to him. "None would suspect a simple mercantile ship to carry such an important delivery. Perhaps the Empire felt it could slip in unnoticed, and yet it has been noticed. Perhaps sending us is also an effort by the Pirate King to keep his movements hidden. Plus, we are deniable to some degree-'what, I never sent a ship after your emissary, they acted on their own initiative!'."<br/><br/>He signed and stretched his arms over his head. Standing around had a way of leaving a man sore. "But at the end of the day, no use worrying. What's better is to spend time considering how best to send our target to the bottom of the sea." He glanced over at the captain. "I don't like Cheliax. Of course, I don't plan on attempting to sink them before we've...'liberated' every valuable from their hold, but after that, no promises, dear Captain."