Wesley

As I had more or less just finished the last entry, Jim came in with breakfast. I fear I will get a belly soon if I keep eating the portions she brings me! After breakfast I asked her if she fancied some fishing down by the docks, but she hadn't brought a rod with her. She said she would accompanied me anyway. As we were leaving her pony tail came loose, so she undid the cord and tossed her head forward and shook the mass of long fair hair. I believe I saw Jemima then, and not Jim. She looked bloody gorgeous and dare I say it, pure. She had it back into her pony tail quick enough though and was out the door leaving me dumbstruck for a moment. Am I falling? I never felt like this with Moll. Molly was beautiful and intelligent, but it was not the end of the world if I did not see her on a day. Whereas if I don't see Jim, I miss her. Anyway Wesley, you are doing it again!

As we arrived at the docks Jim promptly made herself a rod from a long stick and some discarded string. We weren't fishing for long and I caught myself a whopper! We called it a day as I had to go and chart a course on the map for Mr Galdukes. I gave the fish to Jim to gut and cook back at the inn.

In the corner of my eye as I was charting the course I could see Jim wielding her knife with a certain flair and swiftness. I smiled and joked that I wouldnt like to be the person on the end of that if she ever lost her temper. She giggled quite a lot at then.

She made Pepperfish from my catch. Bloody nice it was too! After lunch I told her I would give her a basic lesson in how to wield a kryss. We went outside the inn and onto some grass. I gave her the kyrss and told her to stand ready with it. I corrected her stance and lifted the blade up a bit but otherwise she had it. I then showed her some basic lunges, parries and ripostes. Her face was the picture of concentration, brought a smile to my lips it did. After a couple of hours I decided that the tides were right to leave Buccaneers Den and home to Trinsic. She told me that she wouldn't use the kryss as a weapon as it was too big for her and it would get caught up in the rigging and maybe cut the sails. I smiled and nodded, You cant argue with her reasoning! Right! enough of this babble and home to Trinsic!

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