[hr][hr][center][h2][b][color=goldenrod]Dr. Jonathan Baynard[/color][/b][/h2]
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[/center][hr][color=goldenrod]Location:[/color]Port of Tortuga[hr][hr]

Jon almost couldn't comprehend what he heard. For what possible reason could a proper lady such as Millicent have to be all the way out here, and all alone. He paused, first hoping for it to be a foul joke or some dry sense of humor.
He was not so lucky. Next he had to face the implications this information rested on his situation. For what ever her reasons, Millicemt had them, and Jon while now free still had no way home.

[color=goldenrod]"The Faithful Bride."[/color] He spoke softly, pondering on the name. Distant thoughts coming to interrupt his current conundrum. Shaking them from his head he carries on.
[color=goldenrod]"The Faithful Bride, sounds as good place as any to start. Lead the way m'lady."[/color]

Jon knew now was not the time for further questions. Millicent's frustrations were clear and he didn't want to push away his only connection. He pondered on many things as he followed her in silence.
Why was she here? She seemed to have her bearings and familiarity with a few places, just how long had she been here?