These armies are tiny. I mean 100 soldiers?
They should have killed Scarlet before she left. Why? Because frankly we don't give a damn.
The next bits should be good.
This reminds me of The Wizard of Id where two citizens are wondering what they should be called. Then a guard yells, "Hey, you Idiots! Get off the grass!"
I doubt our captain would want to parade his pet to the heads at the bow of the ship. Captains had their own privy in or near their cabin.
I'll point out Mark Arbour spares us details of how the toilet facilities function on Granger's ships and I don't feel deprived.
Our newly minted pet continues to struggle and torment himself with his simple concepts of sin and salvation while Captain Ashford teases him. His worst punishments are coming from within himself. Honestly, he could have been treated much worse. In many ways, his prayers were answered.
Well, they undid thr future timeline of the wyrm and rewound time. They are also left with a beheaded corpse to deal with. Do they go into the mead business?
It's also not clear if they killed the wyrm.
What is this curse on Ryder's pack? This is the first mention of any curse.
So Pembroke is a wolf, but he didn't recognize Ryder as his mate. Perhaps he isn't the one. He'll surely begin seeking Ryder as a threat.
This fortuneteller spoke of research. I'm thinking it's for a university project, which would be why it's free.
So we have two timeliness which seem to exist simultaneously. If they kill the worm, wil the future timeline unravel and return them to their own time?
I don't see how the injuries Norjia was described as receiving would be enough to kill her.
Investing armed people whole isn't the brightest move. The whole living forever thing doesn't seem to have worked out so well for Domino.
Scuttle gives an opportunity for some interesting word play.
Scuttlebutt says pirates plan to steal the yacht's gold scuttles before scuttling her so they may scuttle away free and clear.
"I'm not planning on killing you. Not if you stay a good boy."
It's a promise of sorts. The captain needs him. The captain is the loneliest man on a ship.
Our protagonist is providing plenty of fuel for his own misery.