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[Nerjin]

You smell nothing that you haven't been smelling since getting onto a pirate ship. It comes with being stuck on a ship for months at a time.

[Flying Dice]

Press my ear to the door, plug the other one. Listen.

[Nerjin]

[Listen: 5+4] The waves and sound of rejoicing pirates are the only things you hear.

[Flying Dice]

Lora hums thoughtfully to herself, fingering the keys...

"I think that this'n is one o' the times where I stand back and one o' ye kicks the door down. Any volunteers?"

If nobody is a cool enough dude to kick down a locked door, try the keys until one works, then unlock slowly while pressed against the bulkhead beside the door.

[Tawa]

Be a bad enough dude to save the President smash the door.

[Nerjin]

No matter how hard you kick the door it remains firmly in place. After about two kicks, however, a voice comes from the other side.

"I already did what you asked! Please leave me alone."

[Tawa]

The armored man pauses.

"...And we asked...?"

Attempt to identify the voice.

[Nerjin]

"You already know."

You've never heard the voice before.

[kj1225]

"Oh, just bust the poor guy out."

[Silthuri]

Look for another way to get into the cabin.

[Flying Dice]

Try the keys.

[Nerjin]

Try the keys.

The first key you attempt is enough to unlock the door. Pushing the door open you see short pudgy man who looks worse for wear sitting on a poorly maintained bed. His beady eyes glance at you nervously. "I've done all that I can today. Please, there's nothing else I can do."

[My Name is Immaterial]

"Everytime we board a ship, it's always the same case of mistaken identity," Vicnan mutters to no one in particular and turns his attention to the man. "We've taken the ship. Up you get."

[Flying Dice]

"And what is it that ye do, speakin' precise-like?" Lora asks, her eyes narrowed.

[Nerjin]

"If it isn't one group of dastards it's another. I am a Cleric. I can cast an array of spells to help those in combat. This is the... seventh ship I've been on and only the first that didn't have me enslaved. Judging by the fact that you attacked a ship of the Grand Navy or whatever it is called am I correct to assume that this is to be the eight ship and seventh slaver?" The man seems rather accepting as he stands up.