Gift: Anchored Soul Part 2
The next morning, Hannah woke to the sun poking through a hole in her curtains, and she yawned, finding herself tangled in Garin's arms. She smiled and kissed his nose, beginning to gently pull herself from his loving embrace he had her locked in. Her movements caused him to grunt lightly in waking and open one terribly groggy eye.
"Mmnn Hannah?" he grumbled.
"Hush, there," she said. "I've got to go to work, you stay and rest. Regain your strength."
Garin smiled tiredly and buried his face into the pillow. Hannah laughed to herself and pulled herself from his arms, before getting dressed quickly. She grabbed herself a piece of toast, then headed out the door, eating it as she walked to the tavern where she worked. It was already open, yet empty, for most of its usual customers were still sleeping off the ale they drunk the night before, obviously. Hannah walked into the tavern and started what work she needed to do right away. There were still a few dirty mugs left lying on the c
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Gift: Anchored Soul Part 1
"Here's one to Captain Garin! A finer Captain you couldn't sail under!"
"Oh, stow it, you lot!" Garin said, raising his mug of ale to his mouth and smirking behind it. His crew laughed and they finished toasting him, and Jacques elbowed his best friend.
"Aw, c'mon Garin!" said the Kyrii. "Its not every day you turn twenty, now is it?"
"I suppose not." Garin smiled as his friend took a swig of his own drink, then he sighed. "Twenty Damn, I'm starting to feel old!"
"Old? Lad, you don't know the meaning of the word!" came a thick Scottish accent. Garin turned and found a tan scaled pirate Hissi with green eyes headed in his way. Garin gave a sort of half gasp, half laugh and stood up, putting his mug down.
"Cap Havenworth!" he and Jacques both exclaimed. Garin and the Hissi shook hands and Jacques stood.
"Turning twenty I hear, lad!" Havenworth said to Garin, then looked at Jacques. "And I hear you have become something deadly fierce with those swords of yours!"