Uri Blackwater

I wake up in my captains quarters like usual and walk out of them, down the steps to the bottom of the deck into the bustling market, when I see you, getting coned by an art dealer, I come over and lightly threaten the man, playfully, then turn back to you your piece is worth much more than that (I should know) I think to myself classic con, only an idiot couldn’t see that I say to you rolling my eyes lightly and starting to turn away