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	[color=2956b2][b][i]Two Carriages Passing:[/i][/b][/color] "Scottish actually," Rutherford growled and Lady Kirkpatrick quirked a brow and shook her head. 

	[color=f7976a]"Then you have fallen far young man,"[/color] Sally quipped. Millicent took a step back, surprised that anyone would speak to Rutherford that bluntly but the old woman stood her ground. [color=f7976a]"Either way, matters not. We will be using your carriage to return to my home."[/color]

	"That is presumptuous of you," Egerton stated flatly. "Who says we will take you anywhere?" he followed up. "I do not share my carriage with just anyone."

	[color=f7976a]"Where you hit on your head as a small child?"[/color] the Lady Kirkpatrick said as she leaned against her cane and cast a glance towards Maeve. 

	[color=0072bc]"Ma'am, you two look as if you could use a hand, what can we do to help?"[/color] Millicent said quietly but loud enough to be heard as she stepped forward. Her eyes looked over towards William for a moment before looking back towards Sally and Maeve. [color=0072bc]"I am Millicent Wyndham,"[/color] she said, introducing herself. [color=0072bc]"This is Lord Egerton and this is..."[/color] she began to say but was cut off. 

	[color=f7976a]"Lord Rutherford, yes I know who he is,"[/color] Sally said with a bit of disgust in her voice but her eyes were on Egerton. 

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	[color=2956b2][b][i]Two Ships Passing:[/i][/b][/color] Hazel chuckled and looked back over at Fyror. "Oh I wouldn't miss this wreck if ye paid me, come on," she said before she climbed over the ledge of the crows next and started moving down the ropes quickly. "Ludwig!" she called out as she waved. 

	[color=fdc68a]"Mazel Hazel! Ye Ginger Scallywag! Aye! Aye! Mazel Hazel Lazel!"[/color] Ludwig called out and waved over excitedly, nearly loosing his balance and toppling over the edge of the small fishing boat. He caught himself and ungracefully climbed the ropes until his feet were planted firmly on the larger ship. The others on Regalia's ship watched the small ship carefully, mostly watching those that were still on its decks. A few passing and patting Ludwig on the back as Regalia stood there watching.

	"I know the German, he is Ludwig Zimmer. A bit off balance mentally but means well. Take everything he says with a grain of salt lass. He does not lie but what he says might not mean what you think it does," Regalia said to Colette as a bit of a warning but there was a grin on her lips as she spoke. Moving from her place she stepped to the railing and looked down at Vlad and the other he was introducing. A dark brow perked and she nodded. 

	"People of Belladonna, you may board," she said and Ludwig rushed the Captain. Ludwigs arms wrapping around her. Regalia had to take a step back to keep her balance but she just let out a sigh and wrapped her arms around the man returning the very overly zealous hug. "Aye, take it easy Ludwig, I am old and frail," she jested before pushing him back and keeping a firm grip on his shoulders. Looking him over and shaking her head. "As disheveled as always."

	"Aye, Captain to Captain, where we be?" the older Captain called out from his smaller fishing vessel. 

	"Off the coast of Scotland, twenty leagues to the north is Port Annan," Marco called out from his station and the man looked flabbergasted. How had they covered so much sea so quickly?
 
	[color=2956b2][b][i][url=https://www.british-history.ac.uk/sites/default/files/publications/pubid-404/images/fig159.gif]Carlisle[/url]:[/i][/b][/color] There was a confirmation that what Virginia was asking for would be done, even if their attention was not fully towards the pale young woman. "Yes, of course," the man said before looking back down at the body of Mary. There was nothing the old couple could do for the living right then but they could tend to the dead, as long as they were truly dead. For some of those that their bodies were laying scattered around, that was yet to be seen but it wasn't the main thought right then. 

	Further off, as Virginia left, there was another battle going on. Or at least coming to a close. Only one remained standing as another body dropped to the ground. A staff clicked against the ground. "Well that was invigorating," a raspy male voice said from the man whose back was to Virginia as she would come to the scene. Turning, [url=https://mediaproxy.salon.com/width/512/height/288/https://media.salon.com/2015/02/seventh_son-580x385.jpg]revealing his face[/url], he tilted his head a bit, eying Virginia as he seemed to be deciding if she was Soulled or Soulless. 

	After a minute he shook his head. "Nope, don't have to kill you, good," he said before looking up and seeing the flakes coming down from the sky and moving north. "Damned Minocranies, never a good sign," he muttered between rolling his lips in. He seemed to shrug off whatever thought was in his head before looking back over at Virginia. "What town is this?" he asked. "Because I am sure it isn't Hamburg but I could be wrong, I have been in the past but I am pretty sure I'm not."