Skull & Shackles

Day Three: The Wormwood

Told from the perspective of Glan-Var Ov-Thur, the Dwarven Sea Druid:

That morning we were delegated our daily duties and I was sent on another mission of rat slaying. While down in the bilges, speaking with the rats, I was heckled mercilessly by the human in shackles. I chose not to speak with him, but instead chose the company of the rats, as I attempted to persuade them to come above deck with me but failing in my attempts to sway them. I was forced to bash a few in the skull to accomplish my daily chores.

That evening, rumors of my silence began to spread, as I begun to overhear comments describing me as “weird, odd,” and “quiet.” Rumors of mutiny had begun to spread amidst a few of the crew members, including those that I came aboard the Wyrmwood with. Communication and planning is in the beginning stages at the moment and it will be interesting to see how this all begins to play out…



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