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61 57 TEXT_SUBSEA164_01150_ROEHANTH_000_032 Time was, I'd be hard-pressed to imagine doing what he did. Ye don't hold fast to much in a privateer's life. No pirate cap'n's going down with her ship and any cap'n who looks to loyalty more than gold is liable to have his throat slit. But now, I got to be better than that, don't I? I got to be more like Aerghaemr.