Silver dollar, golden flame
Dirty water, poison rain
Perfect murder, take your aim
Dirty water, poison rain
Perfect murder, take your aim
The acceptance of her proposal was met with another sharp grin while the men scurried to retrieve the crate of ningos. Perhaps she was greedy, but those steaks weren't cheap, and she'd really been looking forward to them. Regardless, the prospect of more treasure was worth the sacrifice. Not that she would have seriously considered offending Hadama for it, hence her pleasure with the agreement.
The following rainstorm of valuables initially took the crew by surprise, a jeweled necklace nailing one in the eye, but they eventually got the idea. Grabbing a few empty sacks, they started treating it like a game, seeing who could catch more. A few even placed bets, backing the larger of sailors. Cheering and laughter was echoing over the deck before long, all thoughts of merman hunting gone from their mind. Snagging the large ruby for herself, Thal inspected it with visual appreciation. "I suppose this will do."
Recognizing that it was their turn, the men began lowering the items off the end of the ship. The crate of steaks was fitted with waterproof linings to keep them dry while the cage of ningos had flotation devices added to the bottom to keep them from sinking. Whatever the merman decided to do with them next was up to him. "It's been nice doing business with you. If you ever want to strike another bargain, just ask for Captain Thalassa." She sent a wink his way before retreating from the railing, signaling to her men that it was time to leave.
The following rainstorm of valuables initially took the crew by surprise, a jeweled necklace nailing one in the eye, but they eventually got the idea. Grabbing a few empty sacks, they started treating it like a game, seeing who could catch more. A few even placed bets, backing the larger of sailors. Cheering and laughter was echoing over the deck before long, all thoughts of merman hunting gone from their mind. Snagging the large ruby for herself, Thal inspected it with visual appreciation. "I suppose this will do."
Recognizing that it was their turn, the men began lowering the items off the end of the ship. The crate of steaks was fitted with waterproof linings to keep them dry while the cage of ningos had flotation devices added to the bottom to keep them from sinking. Whatever the merman decided to do with them next was up to him. "It's been nice doing business with you. If you ever want to strike another bargain, just ask for Captain Thalassa." She sent a wink his way before retreating from the railing, signaling to her men that it was time to leave.
I don't belong to anyone,
but everybody knows my name
but everybody knows my name
Thalassa
