[At Sea] An Ugly Truth (Hardian)

[Ethan]

"So what you're tellin' me. Is that you'd like to navigate for my ship." The Captain spoke with a slight accent southern accent. Eyktol most likely. Although he didn't have the limbs of an Eypharian. He definitely had the attitude. "Yes, sir." "And you can turn into... what was it again? A bird?" He chuckled at the last word as if it was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard. Not the fact that he was a Kelvic, but the fact that he was a bird. As if he was some fucking pigeon. "Lammergeier, sir." "Never heard of it." "Really big Raptor? Black and Orange feathers mostly?" "Nope." He said it with a smile. A fat greasy one, several teeth were absent and it curved in an offensive manner. "Sir. You won't get anyone else that can navigate better than me. On top of being able to fly. I have been doing it since I was a child-" "Enough." He sighed. "I'm not trusting my ship with some Kelvic. Especially a freed slave." Ethan bristled at the word but kept his composure. This was the only ship leaving port after the storm. He couldn't afford to be kicked off. "Very well, sir. Come see me when your crew fails you." And with that he left the Captain's Quarters. Ethan paced around the deck. Doing everything he could to keep under control. He had been talked down to before. Treated like dirt and spat on. But he thought he put that behind him long ago. Escaped from the prejudice of Mankind. But it was only because he never mentioned his race. Any man walking on the street would never take him for a Kelvic. His speech was perfect, his knowledge respectable. But to this lowly piece of shit. He was nothing but some free'd slave. A dim witted creature only fit to be chained and controlled.