Re: Chapter 1, Phase 3 Intermission - Marlena
Zeru's five stand up in a rush when he addresses them. Brogan and Curran nod readily, "We'll get on it right away," they chorus, both of them used to heavy labor of all sorts, and used to not complaining. They'd nearly been slaves if not for the Alliance, after all.
"Congrats cap'n," Antov adds with a satisfied grunt. He's got his upper arm bandaged from the wound he took during the last battle. "If ye say we should introduce ourselves, let's do it. Better she not think us swine like the last ones, eh?"
Cinna on the other hand grumbles at the idea of being reduced to a cleaning maid, but nods, "Yeah yeah sure... captain," she adds with a saucy grin. "Ya think you'd like a chick for a first mate? Sure seems popular with the boys nowadays..."
Sunden, mute as ever, just smiles, and walks up the plank to the Marlena. Without a tongue to speak, he kneels reverently on the deck and writes into the dust with a fingertip. He scribes a short greeting followed by his name in very neat pictograph letters (Old Realm to anyone who would recognize it): Sunden Kyril.
"What's he doin' drawing all that mess on the ground?" Antov raises an eyebrow critically.
"They're... some kinda letters, Andy. C'mon. Let's do this already or our new Captain'll do another ten turns 'round the mast. On his hands!" Cinna winks and salutes Zeru before striding on board. "Hello miss Marlena, I'm Cinna Argall, your new firs-- ow! Don't push, Antov!"
Withdrawing his elbow, Antov says, "Dragomir Antov, reportin'", followed by the lumbering brothers, who simply give one name. "Brogan. Curran. At your service."
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