(Dunno but I agree. Maybe ask Darcy, she's Catholic she'll know her saints.)
Out loud: "Yeah...fair." Erin takes in a deep breath. "My people are big on polite euphemisms. Privateers are called that because they're mercenaries willing to work for our enemies, using their letters of mark as a kind of shield from the same. It can be an attractive bargain; the gods of nightmare leave you alone and even pay you for your work. You can avoid their cruelty for a long time."
She hesitates. And then finds her courage: "The work is mainly acquiring or recapturing their slaves. Innocents and our fellow victims. Privateers are the lowest vermin of any Earth, and I was one, for nearly thirty years. I was. Talented."
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(Dunno but I agree. Maybe ask Darcy, she's Catholic she'll know her saints.)
Out loud: "Yeah...fair." Erin takes in a deep breath. "My people are big on polite euphemisms. Privateers are called that because they're mercenaries willing to work for our enemies, using their letters of mark as a kind of shield from the same. It can be an attractive bargain; the gods of nightmare leave you alone and even pay you for your work. You can avoid their cruelty for a long time."
She hesitates. And then finds her courage: "The work is mainly acquiring or recapturing their slaves. Innocents and our fellow victims. Privateers are the lowest vermin of any Earth, and I was one, for nearly thirty years. I was. Talented."