industryandsmoke:

thisismyalbion:

What on Earth is going on?  This is absurd!  Why are these people throwing flower petals at me?!  This old woman just tried to put a circlet of flowers on my head.

I don’t know what’s going on but I am soon going to set sail off this isle with or without a captain!

They’re celebrating!


Dear Skorm, with how you’re acting, I’d think you never witnessed festivities before..

Good luck trying to leave without a captain, I’m positive your crew would be all for it.

What sort of custom does marriage from a single flower?!  I do not need this right now.

What on Earth is going on?  This is absurd!  Why are these people throwing flower petals at me?!  This old woman just tried to put a circlet of flowers on my head.

I don’t know what’s going on but I am soon going to set sail off this isle with or without a captain!

industryandsmoke:

thisismyalbion:

industryandsmoke:

thisismyalbion:

I have no desire for some ridiculous woman pawning flora off onto me. Also, the language barrier here is making hiring a new captain somewhat difficult.

Oh, don’t be like that… 

You really shouldn’t look your nose down at another’s practices.  By my understanding and recollection, that little island should be quite hot and humid.  

What better way to enjoy the beauty of paradise other than the way nature intended? 

As an aside, I do hope those words arrive soon… I do so love conversing with you. 

And why, pray tell, made you think I would enjoy some place such as that? Have I ever given inclination towards an enjoyment of hot weather?  Or to places such as this?  

Three of my crew have already fallen sick from those damn monkey’s running about, and you’re suggesting I accept this woman’s flowers because of — why exactly? 

Oh, you’re just going through some culture shock!  Excuse me if I thought you were.. big enough to look past the little things in lieu of their libraries.  If I hadn’t have done a small bit of threa-…bribery, you wouldn’t have even bothered!

Besides, their food and drink is really something to be marvelled at, considering they used to be nothing more than a people whom were continually beat down.

As for the flower, go on.. when was the last time anybody gave you something?  It might be blue, but she picked it specifically just for yourself…

This isn’t culture shock Reaver, when I went into the marketplace they had no sense of decency to wait until they were indoors to - I am not getting into this with you.  

I’m well aware of their drink, my men were quite fond of showing me this ridiculously shaped fruit, and it’s subsequent drink made from it.  I suppose you think this is all fun and games, then?  Taking me miles from where I wanted to be, to an isle full of half naked people and hairy creatures jumping about?

At least I might have finally found someone who might work as a replacement for the last captain.

industryandsmoke:

thisismyalbion:

I have no desire for some ridiculous woman pawning flora off onto me. Also, the language barrier here is making hiring a new captain somewhat difficult.

Oh, don’t be like that… 

You really shouldn’t look your nose down at another’s practices.  By my understanding and recollection, that little island should be quite hot and humid.  

What better way to enjoy the beauty of paradise other than the way nature intended? 

As an aside, I do hope those words arrive soon… I do so love conversing with you. 

And why, pray tell, made you think I would enjoy some place such as that? Have I ever given inclination towards an enjoyment of hot weather?  Or to places such as this?  

Three of my crew have already fallen sick from those damn monkey’s running about, and you’re suggesting I accept this woman’s flowers because of — why exactly? 

I have no desire for some ridiculous woman pawning flora off onto me.  Also, the language barrier here is making hiring a new captain somewhat difficult.

But I have just discovered that Reaver thought it would be, in his deluded little mind, fun to bribe the captain.  We have landed on some little isle in the middle of nowhere, there’s a volcano in the distance, monkey’s everywhere and the people around here seem to have little sense of propriety or clothing.

When I get back to Albion I think I’m going to have a few choice words.