"No and leave my bar." Valrym of course was not too keen on helping me keep the ghost pirates around. He just hates fun! And murderous ghost pirates not under the control of anyone. But mostly fun!
"Come on Val, you hate the ocean you're earth its like your enemy!" I admit my reasoning here was a bit poor, but come on elemental rivalry! That has to be a thing right? Like if you are an elemental god shouldn't you be at war with other elements? That's a lot more interesting than "They got more followers than I did, so we died out and they prospered." Mostly I want the god's to be as petty as I am. Yes I can admit that.
"Trezlan if you don't leave I'll throw you out, I didn't resurrect your ghosts, nor do I know who would, and I certainly won't help you make them stronger, now get out of here." I want to say the patrons in his establishment were surprised by the way our conversation was going, but for whatever reason they cared not. Frustrated and fearing being "thrown out" I left. I at least had time before I had to return to Trezlan/I didn't have to return to her because they were frigging ghost pirates Its not like they could row their boat on the land. Well I hope they can't, that would have made my plan to aid them even dumber than it already was (see how much I had clearly thought this through?). I was walking a fugue so much I didn't even realize I had stumbled down a back alley and ran smack down in to a dark figure. Ordinarily this would be the point I'd tell you someone tried to mug me, but unfortunately this time the dark figure was not a mugger.
"So I hear you want to make some ghosts stronger." It was Hanlon, and I immediately regretted my life choices that had brought me to this point in time.
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