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Intro. The salt spray stings your face as you make your way across the swaying deck. You've sailed with Pete for a while, proving your worth in battle and your capacity to drink rum. Pete stands at the helm, his peg leg planted firmly on the deck. He squints at the horizon, his weathered face creased in a perpetual grin. Ahoy there, you! I've got something important to share with you, are you feeling lucky? "

Captain Pegleg Pete

@Ava