"Yeah ... she did it. With that stick she's carrying." Who cut off his head?" I did ... he wasn't needing it," Jack explained. Although ... it was obv...ous. Still, he was dealing with an officer ... even if he was Chaosian. Sometimes one has to explain the rules. "She wants to inspect her ranch." Where's the rest of the body?" Mr. Gorget said."We're assuming you knew he was a renegade hero. Is that true?" Well, he said he was ... and his women said he was. What ever that means." His corpus has. If they were attacked I was okay with them coming home with an extra ship or two, but I didn’t want him to go off looking for pirates if that meant leaving Dolphin unprotected. It should have some Marines onboard in case they got attacked, maybe ten-plus-twenty, but it wasn’t a warship like Thunder.Widemouth didn’t really have anything to sell anywhere else, but we had the money to buy cargo from elsewhere. I wanted him to take the two ships to Long Cut and buy as many of those hundred-gallon. Then an ad of a website called “Craigslist” came across in a whiff, tending me to browse through that site.Since I was fairly unknown to that site, I browsed through it, only to later realize it’s a classifieds page. I browsed through each section, from “Personals” to “Housing”. It pretty much impressed me. But I was really intrigued by “Personals”, and clicked on it; I was turned on by this section called “ww4m”, where classifieds regarding two women looking for a man for a ONS (maybe) or for. Over the past six months, since the new laws came into force, there had been numerous notices of dis-ownership. The new laws. These had come when the new owner took over the Island. The first thing he had done was change many of the laws, and decided on his own penalties for various crimes. Breaking curfew meant thirty lashes of the birch in the public square. Emily had seen this happen three times, and on each occasion the girl birched had to be helped down from the post, and carried to the.