Marrady leaves the Galley, loudly announcing his departure, and walks out onto the deck.

Spoiler: On deck
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Marrady steps out onto the open deck, taking in a deep breath as the clear ocean air washed away the sickly scent of pork.
"Ah, the wide open sea!" Marrady began to soliloquise, "There's adventure in the air, salt in my lungs, and a song in my heart!"

Marrady looked around the deck as he strolled through, politely greeting any deckhands he happened to spot.
Pulling his accordion from his back, Marrady stretches out a few random notes, humming to himself. He sits upon a crate by the boats edge, and begins to play. No known tune. Just a little ditty off the top of his head.

"From port to port, the beast, she sails.
Come wave, or sirens, she must not fail.
For all those men who do attend.
Their livelihood, and lives depend."

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