Kinstal Minare:
While standing near Skald, Kinstal grabs a rope and starts mumbling, loud enough to be heard by Skald."No way one of our ropes just frayed ad broke. Skald is way too thorough for that."
Skald is wearing his wide brimmed straw hat that comes down low over his eyes, so Kinstal can't be sure that the bosun has heard him, but the warrior does notice the hat tilt to one side after the comment is made.
Kinstal Minare:
"Hey Skald, I've been thinking about this and something doesn't seem right. I saw you checking the ropes, they were in excellent condition. And that rope was not frayed at all. Do you think someone has it in for the Cap'in?"
Skald grunts, and then looks up. Despite the brim of the hat keeping the sun off his face, the man is squinting in the noon sun and his face looks sweaty and clammy.
"All I know is that I checked all the ropes the day before we left port... they were fine. I checked that rope before I strung it up between the two ships... it was fine. I know someone cut it. The question is... do you know who that was Kinstal?"
The bosun continues to work as he talks, laying coil after coil of rope onto the deck. He moves with remarkable speed and dexterity.