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To observe him, he was a swarthy, heavily bearded man with a shaved head and sailing earrings, marked by missing fingers, teeth, and a good few dozen tattoos. He wore knives and cooking utensils all over his person, alongside various tools, and a few instruments over his chef's apron and heavy shirts. Although usually hidden by his attire, one of his legs was made completely out of wood, a prosthetic to replace a limb severed long ago. It resembled nothing so much as a doll's leg, carved with surprising intricacy, though stumpish and ill fitted, as though made for someone broader and smaller. His priest could not be seen through the candlelight. "Twere years ago now, lass, afore ya were old enough to widdershins about on yer own, let alone t' drink. The rollin' of decades sits upon it like the 'eavy fog of yestereve's storms abating breaths. In that besquandered day an' time, ol' Jack were nimble, oh aye, Jack were quick, Jack had him his legs an' could get o'ver any ol' mast, let

To observe him, he was a swarthy, heavily bearded man with a shaved head and sailing earrings, marked by missing fingers, teeth, and a good few dozen tattoos. He wore knives and cooking utensils all over his person, alongside various tools, and a few instruments over his chef's apron and heavy shirts. Although usually hidden by his attire, one of his legs was made completely out of wood, a prosthetic to replace a limb severed long ago. It resembled nothing so much as a doll's leg, carved with surprising intricacy, though stumpish and ill fitted, as though made for someone broader and smaller. His priest could not be seen through the candlelight. "Twere years ago now, lass, afore ya were old enough to widdershins about on yer own, let alone t' drink. The rollin' of decades sits upon it like the 'eavy fog of yestereve's storms abating breaths. In that besquandered day an' time, ol' Jack were nimble, oh aye, Jack were quick, Jack had him his legs an' could get o'ver any ol' mast, let