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We went to the doors under the top deck. They opened into a room that was low rooved but spacious, and served both as the captain’s living quarters, and a meeting spot. The rear of the room had large windows spanning the entire wall, and under this was set a large table covered in maps, clustered around with stools. Against one wall was another box bed, only partially screened and a bathtub was pushed against the opposite wall with a winged screen. A smaller table sat between two upholstered armchairs, I sat upon one as the men leaned over the map on the larger table. United with common purpose, they forgot their animosity. At the captain’s behest, Rivyn described some of the wealth of the sunken ship. “What caused the sinking of Hirewyn DeaLothe?” Valhared asked with fascination a