no personal effects
Sparrow, Hammer
Fable II
"No weapons, no personal effects, and no dogs."
"It's alright Sparrow, I'll look after your things for you."
The hero frowned at the ship captain, instantly wary. He'd never been on a ship before, but he was pretty sure these rules were complete and utter bullshit.
"Why not?"
"Why not what?"
"Why can't I take my stuff? You get to take your stuff!"
"I'm the bleedin' captain, ya tosser!"
"So?"
"So no means no. Now either leave your things, or swim to the spire!"
Sparrow cocked his head thoughtfully. "How far away is the spire?"
"Bloody hell Sparrow! You can't honestly be thinking of swimming there! You'd never make it!"
He waved her off, wholly unconvinced.
"Lass's right, ye'd never make it. It takes months by boat, 'ow long you think it'd take ta swim to eh?"
He frowned at the daunting task of doing that kind of vague math in his head, but he would not be deterred. "-mumble- minus three…-mumble- carry the one…"
"Sparrow!"
He cringed as Hammer's palm thwacked him over the head. "Fine! Bloody hell woman…lost my place anyway…"
Rubbing the back of his head, Sparrow reluctantly dislodged his weapons from his person, shoved them in his bag, and then placed said bag in Hammer's outstretched hand.
Fluffnugget whined, not at all happy he was yet again being deterred from the fun. "S'ok boy, somebody's gotta annoy Hammer and Theresa while I'm gone. Yes they do!" He ruffled the mutt's fur until the dog was wagging his tail happily.
Hammer was looking quite annoyed by the comment, but refrained from saying anything. Smiling cheekily, he turned to breeze past the captain and hop aboard the boat.
"Hold on kid, I told ye, no personal effects."
Sparrow frowned. "But I just…" He trailed off when he realized what the man was talking about. "You mean I have to get naked?"