" What was he like? Red Abed?” She was remarkable. Loyal and brave and beautiful as a ship under sail. We ran through moonlit gardens and defied an angry mob. “I spent an afternoon with him,” Sparhawk said. “He was old and frail, but he had forgotten more about the sea than I shall ever know.” And I will mourn his daughter all my days. "

― Donna Thorland , The Rebel Pirate (Renegades of the Revolution)