*Thistle salutes and chuckles. She drops her satchel/purse-thingiemabob over her head. The mousemaid also puts away her sword in its sheath strapped to her back.* And then after dealing with you, they'll deal with me. Which will most likely be significantly less pleasant, given that some beasts are opposed to my irrevocably interestingly idiosyncratic irregular impressive intriguing inviting inspiring ineffable information! Swimming, you say? -- The Hunt for Warpeye

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Reed looks down at his cutlass in his hand, shrugs and strides over to the mast Always be ready to be thrown from the clipper wid a full haversark and yer swoard...	Reed	15:55:34 08/19/03 Tue

Rudd grumbles a bit and heads below decks to grab Martin's very dusty sword. Wouldn't have brought this thing along if I'd known I'd have my javelin, don't think I've used it once since Salamandastron.	Rudd	16:26:59 08/19/03 Tue
As Rudd starts to speechify about how these are, in fact, The Plumbry Islands, he is pushed overboard by Fik (who quickly jumps in after him so as not to be shoved over himself). First one to shore gets dibs at whatever food we find! Fik yells back up at the ship as he swims for shore with Rudd. -- Fik, 16:36:43 08/19/03 Tue