"Well, that depends if you like sailing or not, and if they are recruiting or not" Kilgar replied "But I reckon once they dock any man that gets caught out is likely to find himself press-ganged."
"Press-ganged?" Armos asked.
"Yeah." Came the reply "Pressed into service as a sailor. Which means a lot of brute labour. Like hauling stuff up and down the docks, except on a ship and helped along with a whip. Most people prefer to stay home than risk it." Armos considered that. Life as a dock labourer was safe, if hard and boring.
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Sunday, December 16, 2012
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