Alright, I am ready to go when y'all are, so if you've got any other bits to do before

we get started recording, I'm going to refresh liquid because that seems like a sensible

idea to keep my voice in working order. Excuse me for 30 seconds, y'all.

I'm going to reverse refresh liquid. Ooh, yeah, I'm going to go soil some liquid.

I hate when we talk. I hate when we all speak.

And it's our own. It's our own channel. We do a podcast.

You hear the tone of the heart bell.

And you turn. You know that a toll of the heart bell would signal to the ship.

You were at a half-muster before this would put out a full muster call of people

readying themselves. You hear that because there is a figure standing over by the heart bell.

And you turn and see Rocco. And Oremar knows this man, at least the context of why this man is

in his life. This is one of the people that Calvare picked to add to the crew before you found

the island and went on that fateful boarding party. I think Oremar, his body language, which I think

under the under less stressful circumstances, anybody would be able to read the body language

is artificial. But the body language opens in a kind of arms-wide like a hay kind of thing.

And Oremar walks over suspiciously, across the deck. We still hear individual footsteps of the

boots. Now, now that's far enough, Captain, I'm sure you are aware that there's been some grumbling

on the ship, mumbling even. Oremar's head turned sideways in like an inquisitive gesture,

but it says nothing. I was planning on a formal challenge at some point. I wanted to

do this right, do this official, but I started to lose faith very quickly in certain elements of

that challenge. So we're here instead. I'll cut matter short. I think we should have made a lot

more money on that weave. So I'm taking what I see as my cut. And everyone else who thinks like me

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