"Hey Athaly want to be a captain?" Slom shouted towards one of his shipmates, the hulking behemoth looked at him for a second before noddind, "ok then", Slom said, "it's yours", he threw the deed towards Athaly and when the NPC caught it the whole ship transformed, the ice melted and its crew returned to their idle routines, it never stopped astonishing Slom how the system took care of these things, all that was left was dealing with the remaining players, better to finish his deals before their captain died.

He walked over to where the werewhales held the captives and as soon as they spotted him one of the females burst in tears, "don't let them rape me" she cried and the others followed as if by que.

Slom thought to protract their suffering but decided it was still stupid as it was two hundred years ago, "no one will rape you on my ship", he thought for a second, "nor on any ship in my fleet", finally adding "stupid superstitions", and on another note "only Players rape Players or anyone else".

Seeing them visibly relax calmed Slom out, "so what do I do with you?" he finally asked the one brave enough to address him.

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"You could let us go", she said when it hit her he was really waiting for an answer.

"But how will that help me?" he asked, "it seems Players don't even believe I am real these days"

"Who are you?" one of the others chimed in.

Breathing deep Slom looked them over "you really don't know?", he sounded almost sad, "not pulling my leg?"

"Why would we pull your leg?" a blonde woman asked absently.

"It's an idiom", he answered, "ugh never mind", he pointed at The Odacious "I am the Emperor of the Seas", swinging his arm all around "my ship, my crew, my monsters" he waved at something the Players only now noticed and then they froze with shivers running down their spines as they recognized the Kraken and ship and everything else set in their stomaches like a rock.

"Please don't rape us to death and eat our skins" the first woman cried in fear.

"No one will rape you on my ships", he started to lose his calm, "or eat your skins", he looked at her "where are you coming with that from?"

"Thats what the legends say", she answerd still stiff, "legends we were told aren't real", she looked towards the dying captain, "and obviously some of them are true?" she finally asked.