I can’t recommend withstanding a dragon’s breath, but their treasure does sooth the pain. With a little coin, I’ve commissioned real work on the Ogre. Till now the crew was clearing out the wreck, scrubbing down what wasn’t rotten, and stripping out what was. Viviana had identified the primary structural repairs needed, but we had no means to begin.
Now, Anca is replacing and repairing the worst interior timbers and removing the cracked mizzen mast. Viviana has turned her attention to making Kaz’s crucible forge stable at sea...which she thinks madness. When pressed though, she admits that it will work safely enough. "That is if he doesn't fire it up in a squall!" She always screams like Kaz can't hear her. I'm pretty sure she does it to annoy him. Tall's been putting it all to story and song. You can see it in their eyes, when they look at the ship. The subtle curl in the corner of their lips. They see her high on the sea, just as I do.
Of course, the loyalty of any crew passes through their gullets. When I told Darius that the galley and mess were the first interior expansions, he was ecstatic, well for him. He has done remarkably well with remarkably little. Now he has room to feed an army, and there will be space for the army to feed. The crew is much obliged.
Our experience with Vargo also prompted me to commission a Brig. Malachai still believes he can reform that lunatic; I’ll have Kaz forge some cell bars just in case.
A humble beginning for the old girl, but a welcome one.