Unclaimed Lands

Dispatches from a quietish flying boat-y vineyard

Only a flying boat-y vineyard

It is, apparently, a faux pas to poison ones fellow guests whilst at the dinner table, even more so to nearly kill one. Brother and hubby to be seem nice people, through a vague haze. I have the Possibly’s retrieving information from across the fleet, although all I’ve gathered on our new Grand Admiral is his love for the most flamboyant fashions.

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