Puts on her boots, wondering where exactly they were supposed to be going. She supposed Salarain was an obvious choice, perhaps kidnap a Duke or something. She vaguely remembered that she was working for someone and it would probably make sense to contact them, if she could be bothered.
Stepping outside and squinting at the bright light, she straightens up, nodding to crew as she passed. She spoke loudly to whoever would listen.
"Its a good mornin' to be sailin' me thinks" _________________ Aye..I fought two Carthallions an' survived.
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