Confused Corn

I went to Tikao’s stall to see if she was working and maybe do a little work myself, even though I can’t make rum. I’m so bad at distilling, that all I can make is grog flavored water. A greenie came in while we were there and the greenie seemed nice enough, greeted us and everything, but when she sent the hearty request I denied it. I liked to be asked first to ensure I’m not just adding a name to my list but an actual hearty. I’m not into name collecting.


Something that is fun to do is carry on several conversations at once. It’s guaranteed to confuse at least one of your mates.