I found this in the depths of my files. Apparently, I never put it up. I could do something with this, I think…
I found this in the depths of my files. Apparently, I never put it up. I could do something with this, I think…
Mostly because I felt like it. Art for art’s sake, and all that.
The pirate talk was nice. It was also in Annapolis during a perfect evening, which may have been a little more important. Chesapeake piracy and a glass of cider; life was good.
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I dunno. It just sounds like the sort of random mission name a computer would come up with, for security reasons. Although I don’t know who they’re hiding information from.
I don’t know why I think about things like mystical British throwing axes while I’m in the shower, but apparently I do. At this point I just roll with it, honestly.
I basically decided to look at a random spot on the map and say, “What could I put there that was interesting?” I found a lake. You bury stuff in lakes, right?