Andrey_Ck

The beginning of the XVI century. The warrior in the Astrakhan Khanate (his father's fame urged him to become a warrior) is gathering a troop to engage with the Moscow tsar in the war against Lithuania. There are views of the Volga river. There is a lot of authentic national music (Astrakhan, Kazan, Moscow). There are many kinds of authentic weapons and clothes.

Warrior Valentin

The captain's cabin is the largest room on the ship. Captain Enrique Iglesias sat at the table, clutching his head in despair. Irena sat on a chair with her legs crossed. The First Mate and Abram stood nearby.

"We could buy a slave-midwife in Madagascar," Abram suggested.

"Deliver a baby between the Cape of Good Hope and Guinea? But Carrack is not a maternity hospital!" Enrique almost cried.

"Actually, a ship is no place for a woman. A woman on a ship is bad luck," The First Mate said.

"And what do you suggest? Well, I can't just throw a pregnant woman overboard?!" Enrique exclaimed.

"You are the captain, and it is up to you to make the decision, but I warn you that any decision you make will be bad."

In general, they couldn't decide anything, but what can you decide? The carrack "Vesna" continued its voyage, clinging to the Arabian Peninsula, and Irene trembled with fear every day and kept asking, couldn't we go faster, why were we dragging ourselves along so slowly?

Forever long II