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Lezleighd 
She examined the documents and shook her head as the librarian pointed out the date. "That is so odd...Where has this boat and these documents been for all these years? I mean it had to come from somewhere...." she glanced down at the documents rubbing her fingers softly over the watermark, "Do we have any idea who Captain Baranabus was?" she asked as she heard something clink down to the ground.
She looked on the ground and watched as Kimber reached down to pick up the object. It was rather beautiful and especially shiny considering it's age. "And why would a Captain have such a womanly object saved in all of these other artifacts..." she said cocking her eyebrow up a little bit.
Kimber shook her head but did not look up. Her eyes were fixed on the golden comb in her hand. After a few moments of silence, something was certain. She would have to keep it safe. It was her duty as the librarian.
Without drawing attention to herself, she gently slipped the comb into her hair. Such a rare
and beautiful find needed to be kept close.
Standing back up, she focused her attention back on the log.
"Hmm..." she mused.
"Where do I know that name," she said under her breath. She was sure that she'd seen it before.
"What do you suppose HM stands for?" she asked, pointing at the two letters written just before the vaguely, familiar name.
"Do you suppose they're initials?" But no... Something told her that wasn't correct.
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Lottiepot couldn't help but Snort a little when the Librarian stated the captains name. Sounded all a little cliche to her. "If I was a Pirate, I'd come up with a much more intimidating name than that" she stated, smirking a little to herself. Who named their child Barnabus?
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[The two elders seemed to be talking with eachother and Del just felt like a spare part, standing around like a lemon and not knowing what to do. That was when a golden comb flew out the book and landed on the floor. She raised her eyebrow at it. Listening to the History Professor talk. "But how can you be sure our Captain was a male?" she asked, lifting her eyebrow higher. There could be female pirates, didn't always have to be male.
Hearing the insulting words of the student, Kimber rounded on her and shot a scornful glare.
"Do not speak such nonsense," she scolded. Barnabas was a lovely, passionate name.