Thirty-Four Bells: [Voice]

[simplestgift]

 Perhaps the message from my superior was too subtle, but he would like to open the Britannia to anyone who would rather be away from the village if the threat the Malnosso have given should come to fruition.  He would like you to work, as we are short of crew, but work could mean practically anything from cooking to needlework to carrying buckets to hoisting, anything you can think of.  You needn't sign up as part of the crew.  We do have at least one cannon to provide some defense.

We sail tomorrow.  Any who wish to come aboard should be there by eight o'clock in the morning with whatever belongings you wish.  There is more than enough room.

[In other words, they're offering to take refugees.]

Comments

[simplestgift]

Kennedy, first lieutenant.

[...THAT is cool to say, he doesn't care who you are.]

[beltbucklerebel]

Sir.

[it's brief and to the point, before he shuts his journal. He'll be there with Brennan, right on time]