Strolling down the board walk, Richardson smiled, Ships were always a great vessel of travel, and in this golden age of technol he could immagain a better time to be alive. He walked through the dock, counting the vessels, he could remember all the names from when he last glanced on the report. Some were gun boats with a sail and a cannon just, there was one man of War sitting ion the harbour gate, but everyone knew ol'e bessy never moves from her position so whats the harm in keeping her there, the wooden giant defending the port, he smiles, chuckling before he came to the end to the dock and glanced upon a very peculiar vessel, he hadn't seen this one before and it was bizarre as normally every ship is accounted for, its not a big enough port for more then a few Galleys to run silk forwards and backwards along the coast. Looking at two gentlemen at the dockside he called over to them "You two, by any chance do you know the name of this ship?" indicating to the Minerva Pathos
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