10/10/24

Had a 'sleepover' with Minh some days ago that he thoroughly enjoyed and was long needed, and finally got to show them his current residence, despite their health still not improving.

A couple of days approached by Revna and conversed briefly. Primarily about her mother. Distracted for the remainder of the day about it, and early in the evening left to find the Jarl, which he did not do immediately upon (breaking and) entering her home. Waited and snooped around her office until she returned, axe in hand as he lifted both of his, bottle in one. Followed her along to her room as she got comfortable and sat on her bed. Initially reserved until her assurance, in which he finally joined her. Shared the drink he had brought, touched on the topics of their present times, that of Morana's (and his) twins, and was given light to some of Morana's past that, while initially surprising, he realized it made him understand her and her people far better. A topic regarding fears and then her question surrounding it left him honest, despite how cowardly one may view it. But he supposes anyone who knows him would know what the answers would have been, or at least not be surprised by them.


8/31/24

With Safa's safe passage and guarantee of safety on her territory, kept docked on her island for a few months. Got fat with the spoils. Could have seen himself retiring there, but as was the norm.. the sea cried for his return. With a conversation between he and Safa late in the night, exchanged promises and oaths and went back to sea. Later came to find out that it was only days later that the Governor's men had attempted storming the island in search of him. Appreciative of the oaths and promises the woman kept, and kept busy with his mind on repaying her as soon as he could, to alleviate any doubts she may hold that it's purely one sided.

Sailed mindlessly for a couple of months until moving close to territory that may have given him trouble. Normally would have deviated but, perhaps naively, believed he could two birds one stone this particular territory. Approached with a white flag at half staff, and remained relatively tense as he, his crew, and his ship were taken by hundreds of guards at sword point. Taken to Lord Garrik and pleaded his case, along with sharing about his relationship with Safa, knowing they had a common enemy. There had been rumors. Imprisoned for a few days as the Lord contemplated his words and sent ravens to Safa to verify. Would be unsure how to repay Safa again her safety, as he would assume, because he was ultimately released, as were his men. Upon Lord Garrik's ask of what Bahari could bring to any arrangement they may make, offered him the best he could. His piracy. Glad, for once, that his name and legacy had flowed so far south that it would ever touch the lips of greats. Could tell it wasn't *quite* enough, and so informed of a relationship made on Main that would always trump anything else anyone had to offer. Information. Knowledge.

That'll do it.

Smoothed out everything over the next week, and officially gave he and his crews loyalty to the Lord in front of his council. Able to properly fix his ship next, considering Coarius was a nation of the Sea, and Lord Garrik was known as the Eel. As much as he held a deep sense of comfort and security with Safa, found Coarius to be more like a feeling of *home*.

With a feeling that he may settle here for a lot longer than the previous docks, sent ravens to Main to Daella to inform her that he had...... purposefully brought her into his business. It would be weeks before he got a return letter, informing him that she was on board. Could breathe relief. Also sent off some of the Lord's men back to Veilara to collect his exuberant amount of treasure hidden away on shore. Threatened all that he would have their heads if all was not returned, something the Eel echoed. Would like to think he was threatening enough, but not stupid enough to know it was the Lord's words that would ultimately have all his possessions returned without a single piece missing.