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It is said the sea causes a great many to lose their minds.

It is not the sea that is responsible.
Pinned
If you encounter the Dominance at sea, there are two options:
you join the crew or you feed the Captain.

Unfortunately, it is not your choice to make.
That earns a laugh. Not only telepathically, where all the words have been coming from… but also from the illithid’s beak; a grating, hoarse, sickening, and unnatural sound.

“Quick witted, you are. Tell me your name.”
You have a self-destructive tendency to get yourself into trouble.
And let’s say you hit the nail on the proverbial head with your first guess.

Why might I not care if I’m seen? If I’m caught?
November 21, 2025 at 1:50 AM
And let’s say you hit the nail on the proverbial head with your first guess.

Why might I not care if I’m seen? If I’m caught?
You don't care if you're caught.
You don't think anyone is after you.
The people who are after you are long dead or you've been forgotten.
Let us have a thought experiment then.

There are only three reasons why a criminal would not hide their face. Can you tell me what they are?
November 20, 2025 at 10:21 PM
Let us have a thought experiment then.

There are only three reasons why a criminal would not hide their face. Can you tell me what they are?
I am curious why you do not have an illusion over you.
Forgive me for the assumption you do not come with peace in mind.
November 20, 2025 at 9:43 PM
Forgive me for the assumption you do not come with peace in mind.
Not even remotely. Perhaps you're seeing threats where none lurk.
Sounds like your attempt at a threat.
November 20, 2025 at 9:13 PM
Sounds like your attempt at a threat.
Perhaps we'll find out soon.
It sounds like a creature from the Underdark.
November 20, 2025 at 8:02 PM
It sounds like a creature from the Underdark.
A great question.
What is a ‘flareon’?
November 20, 2025 at 6:15 PM
What is a ‘flareon’?
November 20, 2025 at 5:48 PM
“How are they made?” It tries to ignore the torrent of questionable images running through the pilot’s mind. So many… lewd stories.
Much to the Illithid's dismay, the Pilot's mind is mostly occupied by both worries about monetary spenditure and some odd theories about smutty mech pilot fictions.

"Sure! What do you want to know?"
“Elaborate.” The illithid wordlessly pushes against the stranger’s mental resistances. It would learn the secrets of the shot guns.
November 19, 2025 at 10:02 PM
“Elaborate.” The illithid wordlessly pushes against the stranger’s mental resistances. It would learn the secrets of the shot guns.
"Yes, guns that... Well. That shoot shots.

Shotguns."
“…shot guns?”
November 17, 2025 at 8:19 PM
“…shot guns?”
Great retort! Unfortunately for you, I have two shotguns.
For you, ‘my logical’ must be the greatest oxymoron possible.
November 17, 2025 at 6:47 PM
For you, ‘my logical’ must be the greatest oxymoron possible.
No, I won't be taking questions about my logical deduction process.
Elongated head... Tentacles...

Yup, this person must be one of those Portuguese pirates.
November 17, 2025 at 2:25 PM
If you encounter the Dominance at sea, there are two options:
you join the crew or you feed the Captain.

Unfortunately, it is not your choice to make.
November 17, 2025 at 4:35 AM