Hayden grabbed up a spare rope and, thankful that he had worn gloves, wisked his way down from the crows nest to the deck. With more scruttiny then he dared before, he examined his partially destroyed quarters. Little was left except for his cot and some stray papers. The clothes that had survived were soaked and limp on the ground.
"Its good to be near old friends." His eyes wandered off from his quarters to the ships that were flagging each other down several leages east. "It has been quiet a while."
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