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Everbounty Banquet
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Story Intro
Holger walked down the line of shackled prisoners. His leather boots drummed on the creaking boards of the dock as he paced. The tropical air was cool and unsteady, and his black overcoat dripped steadily as the bound survivors shivered under fat globules of rain. Looming behind them the dark hull of the slaver ship moaned under the relentless assault of the stormy waves.
Halting at the foot of the gangway, the towering Holger ducked under the drooping clothing of the Captain's pavilion. Captain Villad was thin and ill-fitted in his deep purple coat, but he sat solid as a stone upon a padded leather stool. Bowing courteously, water streamed from the Holger's long steely hair before the throne, “More than three score heads, Hett Villad, and very few spoiled. Once again you set the pace for the rest of the Svartblodjegers.”
“A bountiful hunt indeed, Sir Holger. Shall we agree at the company rate, or will you yet keep us all marinating for your pennies?” came the stiff reply.