Mims

That's duel sisters on Palms Port. Sellswords talk about them.

Card games on a gambling island. Not my trade.

He comes through regular. Prices are a jest. But I buy anyway, mrrp.

The store charges too much for soap. The Merchant too. We argue about it.

If they live here, they've sat in my chair. That's the Creels.

Pots, nets, mending. Work or you don't stay.

Half what you hear about pirates is sellswords polishing their legend, mrrp.

The ones who don't need to talk are usually the solid ones.

The Ninth Life ships sellswords. I groom them before they go.

That's a storyteller's story, not mine. Go hear it from them.

The yarn needs a proper telling. That's not my skill.

Someone tends the light on Goodwill. That's all I know.

Islands up in the sky. The storytellers tell that one, not me.

The lighthouse on Goodwill. Ask a sailor who's anchored there.

A gambling place on the gambling islands. Not somewhere I go.

Duel sisters teach you in Palms Port. I don't sail that far.

Wind and wet fur tell me everything. That's how I work, mrrp.

I stop trimming when the wind rises. Bad air makes bad work.

Pots, lines, racks. Real work, mrrp.

Grooming, store, drying racks — everybody works.

I don't know them. That's eastern business, mrrp.

Someone on Goodwill. I haven't heard much about them.

Goodwill's supposed to be peaceful. That's what I hear.

Sailors talk about caves on Goodwill. I've never been.

A sword from the eastern islands. Not something I know.

Victoria's a kingdom far away. I've never been there.

That's a wizard place. Magic isn't my field, mrrp.

A lake in wizard country. The storytellers know that one.

That's storyteller business, not mine. Ask them.

A legend the stories tell. Not something I know.

A groomer on Goodwill? That's interesting, mrrp.

Cut gems come through with the merchant. Money business, mrrp.

Victoria's ruler. Sailors know that history better than me.

I groom every cat on this rock. The dock cats pay me in fish.

Ask for the short trim. Everyone asks for the short trim. The wind decides anyway.

NCS moves hulls and keeps the ledger. Dock business, not mine.

Victoria's princess. That's kingdom business.

The queen of Victoria. Distant business.

Someone from the eastern islands. I don't know them.