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Chapter 11 by uthervierdragon uthervierdragon

Weigh Anchors?

Anchors Aweigh!

The ship’s chimneys bellow dark smoke and white steam into the grey skies. The Sundered Sun smiles down her weak blessing on calm waters and on your valiant ship. The Captain takes the rudder to steer you from port, and you take command of the crew. All signs point to a smooth journey ahead.

A smooth journey ahead?

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