[Fee Ledger steps off of Miyara's head and onto the docks of pirate island, acutely aware of the people staring at her Sea king friend. She's carrying a crate with "Flying Dutchman Trading Company" stamped across it in white, blocky letters. She keeps her umbrella tightly pressed against her, wincing at the sound of her skin sizzling under the harsh sun.]
Maybe there were downsides to this vampire curse.
[She shakes her head. No use dwelling on it now.]
Let's make this quick as possible. She mutters before calling out to the crowd.
I've got an order for Emperor of the sea, @teach-official. Where can I drop this off?



















