Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-5320677-20131103181205/@comment-15573488-20131103193321

In his cabin, Fur'shai rolled the parchment and put it in his belt. "Same job, same odds" he thought. He realised he's grown tired of it all. "Maybe one last job and I'll retire" he said with a 'sigh', to no one in particular while sharpening his dark steel cutlass.