InsaneJournal

Day Thirteen
Who: Commodore James Norrington and Open
What: James discovers something magnificent
When: Day 13, morning
Where: The docks
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete


James Norrington was a very happy man. He was standing on the deck of small but very real ship. It wasn't anywhere near his beloved Interceptor or the more noble Dauntless but it was a ship - a small frigate, neat and trim. It sailed the ocean and it was apparently his. It was crewed by more of those odd golems, which he found somewhat unnerving. They were almost silent and that was something he wasn't used to from a ship's crew. But they were real enough, even down to wearing the uniforms of sailors of the Royal Navy, and they followed his orders without question. He could accept that.

They were now preparing the ship to set sail and his experience eye told him that he had just under an hour until the tide turned. He wanted to be ready to sail on the tide and then he'd see just what there was to see. There were a number of charts in the captain's cabin and they were rather odd. They made sense but they were nonetheless odd.

He walked over to the helm and placed a hand on the wheel. The wood was fine-grained and looked well-worn. He looked out over the ship and a small smile grew on his face. Yes, this was where he belonged and he couldn't wait to set sail.