General

On the sidewalk lay a watch. Without walking any closer Mav new it was expensive. The gold glinted so casually in the early light. To the birds and the cats this was no more interesting than a rock, less important than a worm, but to Mav it was money. "Finders keepers, losers weepers," he whispered as he picked it up, surprised by the coolness of the metal. He turned it to find an inscription on the back.

"To the finest captain anywhere..."