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[aulbrey]

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i sat up quickly, my body still shaking.. that dream haunted me for the past couple days. i rubbed my eyes and looked around seeing the big ship in front of me i began to remember of the days leading up to this moment.

2 weeks earlier....
it was a normal day for me stumbling into various taverns looking for the right man to call my own... i remember seeing the table off to the right full of gold and silver in the middle i admit i began to drool a bit. i leaned against what i thought was the wall and fell to the ground when i realized the wall moved on me, i got up and brushed on the dirt and stood there quietly watching the game. there were two players left and with each turn their piles of loot were getting smaller. i bit my lip as i watched in anticipation of who the winner would be. after many bottles of ale later one was declared the winner i threw myself at him to congratulate him.

apparently at some point during the game i was included with the winnings and i was informed i would be in charge of keeping his ship cleaned...

1 week earlier.....

we have been out to sea for almost a full week now, im tired and thirsty and that idiot has not shown his face in a couple days. im only allowed one drink a day. i swear the next time he shows his face around here im tossing him overboard. all i do all day long is scrub scrub oh yea did i mention i scrub the decks

3 days earlier

i couldn't take it anymore, how dare him not allow me to drink doesn't he know that liquor is my life line to this world. when he wasn't looking i ran towards him to push him overboard only to find myself crashing into the water myself. was he real? was he a ghost?? i don't know but i do know i am the captain of this ship now where did i put those cannon balls.