Aboard the Rum Cask

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Captain Edgewood entered the room, now you more avid readers may have thought that he was supposed to be in the brig until he sobered up, truth is is that that would not have been the first time the aunt locked him up, and long ago the captain had actually sawed away at the bars with a bottle opener till he made a sort of door, which he always carefully replaced when he got out.

[Chloriosus]

Kastron was getting very bored in the rum room, and refilled his bottle in one of the barrels. It was very dark and somewhat smelly in the rum room, but Kastron had the whole place memorized, and after filling up his stock he sat down and almost fell asleep. He woke himself again and took a small drink, just to keep him awake, and maybe to make him faster should need arise.

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Captain Edgewood barged into the rum room, raucously singing a shanty that was a mix of leave her Jonny leave her and wellerman, one might not think such a mix can be made, but the captain happened to be master of shanties.

[Chloriosus]

Kastron ducked behind a barrel. "How the halfdeck did he manage to get out of the brig in THAT state!", he thought to himself, covering his ears by the terrible noise the captain was causing.

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Captain Edgewood traveled to the back of the room, where he kept his special stuff, ''Kass what are ye doing in me rum closet!''

[Chloriosus]

Kastron was furious. He was thinking of a great deal of things to say, but instead he took up an exasperated expression, and shook his head. "Well, i was thinking of how great a man you are, so I decided to copy you in hiding and get some drink. You want some?", he held out his bottle to his father.

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The captain was taken aback, his son was actually looking up to him!!! Weird. ''Sure I guess,'' he took a long swig, ''help yerself,'' he said gesturing grandly.

[Chloriosus]

Kastron nodded vigorously, and took the opportunity to slip out of the room. He rushed up to the deck and began scaling a mast, not stopping until he had reached the very top.

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Eldor wasn't able to see the cabin, but as he began walking back he met Emmalinda running past him bawling he hoped he didn't recognize him.

[Chloriosus]

Kastron sat on the very top of the mast, hoping he wouldn't be spotted anytime soon. Even if he did, it would take a long time for somebody to get him down. He kept watch for enemies, then, after spotting no one but Shamus blunderin about, he slid down the mast and approached him. "Shamus!", he said in a hushed voice," Have you seen the squid legged ice boy? I looked in the soup keg, but didn't find him. Do you know what theyve done to him?"

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Shamus scratched his head, ''uhhhh oh yeh mean that moon faced sapling leg, ya I saw im, he was walking around deck then went under again. He actually said you was the soup.''

[Chloriosus]

Kastron smiled at Shamus slightly and hurriedly. “Thanks.”, he told him. “You know, this is a very sad day. I have reason to believe that our cheese skinned mussle had been ended.”, he said rather sadly. “I fear he’s dead.”” Anyhow, thanks again for the information.”, and with that, he parted with Shamus.

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Shamus bobbed his head before scratching it, ''muscle, I neer amember that milk mugged stripling to be any strong,'' he mused before walking off to see if there was anything more useless to do with his life.

Eldor continued walking till he found himself in the sailor's quarters, ''man this place stinks,'' he said out loud as a waft of sweat and mold filled his nostrils.

[Chloriosus]

Kastron rushed below decks, tearing open one door after another, and shutting them all rather hurriedly. The captain was still drinking in the rum room, the next room contained a sobbing Emmalinda, in the third room Aunt Pessilys was beating the senses out of poor Weedsworth. The cabin he had shared with Eldor looked worse than the remnants of a city after a hurricane.

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Eldor walked out quickly, down the hall he could hear the sound of doors being slammed, ''not good,'' he thought and quickly ran back aboard deck.