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[john-silvers]

BLACK SAILS, XXXII

[daeneryssansa]

When you and I last saw each other, you had every reason to see me killed. Certainly would have solved a lot of problems for you. And yet, you didn’t. Why?

[daeneryssansa]

And for that, I will consider whatever debts I may owe you to be paid in full.

[daeneryssansa]

The two scouts reported to me what they had observed on the beach, what had driven them to leave their post ahead of schedule and return to Nassau with the utmost haste - that a tropical disease had befallen the Spanish camp. Dozens dead or dying, many more suffering, weakened. Only a handful of men defending it, most barely even able to stand. The Urca gold is on that beach exactly where we left it, and, owing to a most fortuitous act of God, it is almost entirely undefended. So I offered those two scouts a deal they simply could not reject. Help me tell a very simple lie, and I will employ a smaller crew to retrieve the gold, and our three shares increase five-fold. So, do you know of a crew who might be willing to aid in this endeavor?

[daeneryssansa]

Look, this deal, it’s really a terrible idea. There are so many ways it could go wrong. Me, I can’t help myself. I see an opportunity, I take it. It’s a sickness, truly. But you? You can still walk away.      -Black Sails I