We practised sword work below decks, out of sight of the people we spied on. Their guards were fat and sleepy, and the houses left unlocked.
Oldy didn’t speak to me, but I knew he was ready. And I knew he was more than he seemed. He frightened me more than Sol – who scared me too.
Sadly, scurvy doesn’t feature in this story. It does, however, often feature in real life – not so much as sea, but at university. Impoverished uni students choose alcohol (or whatever) over vegetables and, after a period of some weeks, they get scurvy. I’m pretty sure I’ve had it myself (I immediately ate some vitamin Cs and the symptoms disappeared). I think I was spending about $5 a week on food at that time.
The symptoms of scurvy are basically extreme exhaustion/weakness, teeth falling out, and death.
Fun fact: if you happen to be stranded at sea with no hope of vegies, lemons, vitamin Cs, sauerkraut, etc – eat the rats. Unlike humans, rats naturally produce vitamin C.