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You nod slowly to the man to show you agree to his terms, and he smiles, tipping up his hat to let some more light shine on his face. "Good, good. Men, help the mate up."
As the two burly men grip you by your shirt and pull you up before their captain, the man introduces himself. "Name is Delmaria Darkskull; Captain, Delmaria Darkskull, of course. You seem to be quite the flotsam in these waters," he says as he scans over your loose, rag-like clothes. "Not to worry. I'm sure that you can make a name for yourself, as long as you don't run off like an idiot as you did a few minutes ago."
You shake the pirate's hand, and he tips his hat, and heads back to his seat, where he plops down and returns to casually sipping his drink. You stand there, confused and waiting for direction, until he realizes you are still standing there. "Oh, that's right, you still owe me a favor." Without finishing his statement he then leans back in to his chair, but when he notices again you haven't moved, he rolls his eyes and huffs. "Do you expect me to tell you what to do all the time? If you want to do something for me then do it! Don't make it a chore for me!"
What shall you do to prove your "friendship?"
A. Sneak around the bar and swipe a few bottles of rum from the counter for your new friend. Nobody will notice, aye?
B. Punch the first guy who makes eye contact with you square in the face! That'll show everybody not to mess with you!
C. Walk over to the card tables and bluff as high as you can. He'll have to take in to consideration befriending a daredevil like you.
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