From Anima · Chapter 4, Knowing the BusinessIt smelled of damp oak and old rope. The temperature dropped by several degrees as Tom's feet found the lower deck, the open sounds of wind and sail replaced by the closer sounds of the hull working against the water.
The light came from a closed storm lantern the Captain had carried down with him, and it threw its circle across the cargo: casks, mostly, stowed low, in proper order, wedged and chocked against the ship's movement, the securing ropes dark with absorbed salt.
What a small loss takes
An oak cask breathes. Every year a little of the spirit inside slips into the air. Distillers call it the angels' share.
About 2% a year is a common figure for spirit aged in oak. A fee taken from a balance each year shrinks it by the same fraction, whatever the growth.
What you carry, and what it becomes
Cargo stowed well pays its way. These measure what you hold, what it earns, and what you will need at the far harbour.
These are instruments, not advice. Numbers chart a course; they do not sail it for you. All calculators give estimates for education only. Check important decisions with a qualified professional.
