*On-board blodwulfs ship, Blodwulf is drinking and thinking about the past few days* All those orphaned children. *Blodwulf stand in front of a mirror* and all you care about is a few pieces of gold metal!? *He picks up a handful and let's them fall through his fingers and clatter noisily to the floor* What happened to you, Blodwulf? What happened to your compassion for other people? What ever happened to "Protect those that can't protect themselves?" *Blodwulf sits down in a chair with a bottle still in his hand* Not all men are born for greatness. But all men can perform great things. "Pirate indeed" *Blodwulf corks the bottle and places it back on the table*
