WejMah chorgh - One Foot in Sea, and One in Shore

[general_chang]

[The Spanish vessel has come to dock. Her captain, General Chang, is a man not to be crossed and enjoys himself a little too much for him to quite fit in with his Naval colleagues. He's a fan of Shakespeare and will enjoy trolling the English most of all.

He grins.]

Ah! We dock here once more. Tell me, does the Barcaza's Commodore still dwell upon this isle?

What news?

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[general_chang]

It seems so, does it not?

[strangehistorian]

News will be borne in with you as much as it will swirl and gather here. What brings you back?

[general_chang]

Restocking and rest. Nothing more.

[strangehistorian]

Ah, no news is good news in this life, though. It is true enough that there hasn't been much news here, either.

[general_chang]

A pity when you wish for gossip, hmm?

[strangehistorian]

Oh, indeed. [Giggle.] I would much prefer simple human troubles to plunder and the angers of the sea.

[general_chang]

[Chang shrugs at that, while he doesn't mind the plunder, except when it involves Spanish vessels, he also likes a bit of gossip when he does port.] A taste of home, perhaps.