" A few stormy nights ago, my ship was disabled by the Nautica pirates. terrified for my life, I pleaded for mercy while the captain of the crew, the Razorshard, seated himself before me. He simply asked, 'What will you do to earn your life?' My answer was simple: Anything. The Razorshard called in his crew, all of their crew, ordered them to whip both of theirs' out as he leaned back in his seat. Almost on cue they began working on their own sets, to get the fluids running, long before I found him covered in his crewmen's cocktails. His eyes were locked to mine, his lips slowly curling to a grin, thick smoke huffed out from his gills. 'I'll let you live if you clean this mess.'"
-Nautica hostage survivor
