"Welcome back...Captain, how is the dandy today?" A female voice asked playfully. Grace looked up as she walked the plank up to her ship the Lokothea. A tall and pale woman with a flaming, red mane of hair, grinned displaying fang-like canine teeth.
Grace chuckled in response. "None worse for the wear, Brona, I suppose. Where is Seaton?"
"He is out stockin' up on supplies. hopefully scotch as well." Brona informed.
Grace looked about her ship and noticed most of the crew were, not present. Her visage turned dark. "Gather the crew and I would advise that you feed quietly, you may need your strength."
"Aye...So Nereus had made friends once agin'," Brona assumed.
"Are we stocked on powder and lead?" Grace asked.
"Now...I wouldn' be a good highlander if I didn' keep my devil's toys at hand. So many British playmates to share 'em with." Brona replied playfully.
"Good...If you see Seaton tell him, we sail at dawn. You best get movin', eat and find my crew." Grace commanded.
"Aye...consider it dun' Captain," Brona said as she grabbed her nearby claymore and left the ship.
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