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A small ship of the era dominated by sailboats cruises by, her crew 15 strong and among them is Lance Caronton and his close companion Arten Montgomery. The ship flies the flag of the British East India Company, and is heading east from the Colony of Virginia. It is deep into the night and the men are going through their round of drinks.
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"Arten, seems like you got a lot to celebrate tonight with all that beer." Lance said
"I lived another day, that's all I need to celebrate, maybe you can give that kind of outlook on life a try too Lance." Arten retorts
Lance chuckled a bit, "You just want an excuse to drink, don't kid with me."
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"Alright I guess you saw right through me, but don't look down on me for wanting a drink Lance."
The two men, bumbling a bit either from intoxication or overwhelming amusement of the former snicker at one another. Unbeknownst to them as well as anyone else in the crew, a horrible storm was forming.
"Lancey h-how come they let everyone drink? Seems kinda stuuuupid, you know in case something happens." A drunken Arten spouts.
"Well they really shouldn't be, and I might honestly be the only one on here not drunk out of mind." Lance says back
"So... you're gonna save everyone if something happens? How noble." Arten says in a somewhat mocking tone.
"Don't know about everyone, but I'll certainly save you... Arten what is that?" Lance drops what he is saying to stare at the chaotic weather brewing in front of them.
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