[Himaran]

Jurex stood silently on the deck of Jythralo's Flag Ship. Watching his captain's old nature return was truly a pleasure, but the corsair still felt sorry for the girl whom had been virtually imprisoned. After all, her mother was ill... and it had been he that had refused to let her stay in Bassington's conquered estate. Ah, but what did it matter - he was a corsair, and cared little for the troubles of others. After all, there much more important things to attend to. Turning away, the man left the deck and headed to his quarters, banishing thoughts of guilt from his mind.

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After spending nearly an hour sharpening his weapons, Jurex, return to the deck once more. Entering the cabin, he found Jythralo bent over several maps on his table. Without looking up, the captain addressed his crewman. "Here is our current position. several more villages run along the coast... down through this area."

"And what is our objective, Captain?"

"Well, we know that we will outnumber Devon at least five to one, or better. But I wish to be cautious - we don't want to make a mistake which would cost us half of our fleet. I just need a little more time to plan our attack... meanwhile, the men can be kept busy raiding towns and such. Keeps them from getting 'itchy.' "

Putting faith in his master's skills, Jurex left the cabin, reassured that they would soon taste the sweetness of victory.