A smirk accompanies the sliding mug

away from him, revok'd as Captain says:                 50

"I thought ye said ye were a sailor once,

and certainly ye drank like one today

in celebration of yer marriage oath."

When still to this, Pariah doth remain

in reverie, so captivated by

the sea and thought, the Captain changes up

his tactic, asking our protagonist:

"A troubled sleep, me lad? Perhaps ye've now

arriv'd upon the re'lization that

the woman down below now owns yer soul                60

and shall—without an ounce of needed luck—

decide for ye yer venturing must end,

and time's arriv'd for ye provide for her—

along with all the children she'll desire—

sustainable a living on the land,

which certainly a former sailor as

yerself would find detestable as I."


Pariah shakes his head at this and says:

"The sea hath never been the place for me,

for though the navy first is where I found                70

my taste for doing good by slaying those

who wish'd to harm the innocent, I know

there's more of evil living on the land

for me to deal with as I arrive."


The Captain's eyes do widen in response

to what it seems Pariah doth imply.

"Perhaps I pegg'd ye wrong in guessing ye

were weak and cowardly as first portay'd,

'cause travelling already, I admit,

is difficult and should've tipp'd me off,                   80

but now to hear ye say ye rend the damn'd

out from their flesh, doth fit a diff'rent frame."


He downs the second mug and belches loud;

it drops from hand and rolls along the deck.

Pariah gazes up upon the moon

and in response he seems to muse t'himself:

"But days of slaying evil are behind,

as are adventures, as you prior said,

for I've a newer promise now to keep,

which I've decided more important to                     90

myself than ridding Earth of evil men;

and do I not deserve to settle down

with all I've done already t'ward this scourge?

I'll take the rest I've earn'd when finally

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