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⇢There were whispers of a secret hideout for pirates somewhere in Pelago. At a bar one night, Andrea heard a patron speak of a mysterious box on the rooftop of Mire Apartments through a drunken slur. She had no reason to believe this and certainly no reason to connect these two rumors but Goddess was she bored. 

That night, after she arrived at her apartment, Andrea thought about what she heard at the bar. What was so interesting about a damn box? Still, she couldn’t get it out of her mind. She had to know. Her desire for a break from the monotony drove her up the stairs to the top of the apartment building. 

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Toby was used to fishing alone as he quietly hummed along to children’s songs he sang in his youth. It was the norm and, yet, he had grown used to having company during his last few fishing visits. The two never spoke, just sat quietly and fished. But, Toby had to admit, the silence was starting to wear on him.

This time, he walked down to the pier, fishing pole in hand, and exhaled a small sigh when he saw the other. Today would be the day they finally spoke, Toby decided. 

After a moment’s hesitation, he opened his mouth. “Nice weather today, huh?” He settled on the pier and cast his line into the water.

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While Rachel had lived on Arcadia for some time now, she still had yet to visit every place of business. Be it that she simply didn’t need to go there, or that it was a new business, Rachel just hadn’t been everywhere she’d like to visit. On her rare afternoon off, the blonde found herself window shopping around the island at the various stores, hoping to find something interesting to take home. As she passed by a store with the sign labeling it as “Wall Market,” Rachel’s curiosity was piqued. 

Tina was heading to the docks to get some work done. The ship was currently being loaded with the current items and though she wasn’t signed up for the day but she decided to go in and help anyways. Honestly, when Tina wasn’t working she was.....finding ways to continue working.

As she neared the docks she spotted a familiar face. Well. A familiar back. His back was towards her, which is important.

Tina grinned mischievously and scooped up some snow packing it into a ball. When she got close enough she threw the snowball at Danny’s back. She quickly ducked behind some crates to hide herself and snickered quietly.

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[ ⚔ ] — Jake watches as a multitude of shipwrights work on his boat, the half-elf having brought it in to Dry Docks to get its routine set of repairs. Working at the arena and being a guild member, he found himself out on the seas pretty often, and the monsters on the ocean would occasionally attack his ship. As a result, it would sustain a few light damages, but not enough to stop it from functioning entirely.

He sits and waits for the work to be done, checking his phone to see a text from Meg, asking him to fetch a few groceries on the way home. After sending back his response (which was yes, always yes), he glances up to see a familiar face sitting not too far from him. That sandy-haired guy he and Neil fought at the arena once. 

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░ 🌳 ░    Fixing boats was a new gig for him and Woody was an expert in housing, not boats. He had to study on his own and get some help from actual experts  — like Rebecca from Levanter. With Dia taking ownership of Dry-Docks, he gained additional motivation to do better. 

          Right now he was evaluating a boat brought in today. Every now and then, brave souls that voyaged to undiscovered islands came back with damaged boats as proof of their endeavors. The casualty, however, depended on the intensity of their adventures.  

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Another day, another chance to explore the islands and gather information. Undercover Pia was on the case! And she had to get the job done well and as soon as possible. Her shellphone was constantly ringing with calls from her father, her friends, the royal court, and they were all looking for updates on the situation. It was hard when she could barely adjust to her new legs, but she tried her best to let them know - or think - that it was all going well for the time being.

Oh?

While walking no in particular (she had no idea where or what anything was), she caught a glimpse of a vaguely familiar blond.

“Where have I seen you?”

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