We ate a meal with the pirate captain and the two men chatted over nothing of consequence, comparing adventures. I listened, taking note of events that Rivyn mentioned, with interest. Many made no sense to me; I could not even remember the names because they were meaningless to me. But others... they placed him at important events of the past, ranging back over centuries.
How long do the Fae live? I had asked him. Not long enough, he had replied in typical Fae fashion. Mankind’s lifespan was but a wink in time for the Fae, I thought, and wondered how long sirens lived for.
Rivyn paid the innkeeper for Coryfe’s keep during our travels, and we followed the captain to a rowboat moored off the pier. The captain climbed nimbly into the rowboat and began to prepare it for departure.
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