[For a moment, Młynar pauses at Balthier’s reaction to the idea of a business card. How far back was this world set? Did they have radio systems? Telegrams? A world without those seems positively backwards to the Kuranta man.]

Pirates of a sort. They called themselves the Seaborn, frightful beings that made pacts with a collective consciousness hidden within the ocean. All the cruelty of pirates, with gruesome mutations and tentacles to make them even more frightening.

[All of its is said in a rather matter of fact way. The Seaborn are just another existential threat among many in the world of Terra. It’s honestly a wonder that normal people can even survive there.]

Normal bandits are inconsequential by comparison.