Sylive watched her newly met crewmate, a talkative one she thought. She stretched her long spindly arms, almost as if touching the sky above her further emphasizing the impressiveness of her height. [color=8dc73f]"Hmm-hmm. The cradling sure can be oddly comforting when you get used to it. "[/color] She responded, her fingers softly grazing her sun kissed chin. 

The lanky woman later on introduced herself as Lucia. [color=8dc73f]"Likewise."[/color] Slyvi wasn't quite used to such pleasantries to new crew members as opposed to the normal, rough sailor speak they call a friendly hello. It was old fashioned and quirky, but of the good kind she thought.   

[color=8dc73f]”Well, Lucia, you can call me Sylvi. Most of the sailors round here have gotten used to calling me Red. I’ll give you a guess as to why.”[/color] Brushing her thick wavy hair on her side, she gave Lucia a bright friendly smile. 

Not long they were approached by another one of the crew, a woman no taller than the height of her own shoulders, carrying herself in such a manner that hints class and aristocracy. Now Sylvie don’t usually see a lot of her type around here, made her a bit surprised when the woman mentioned her by name. But then again, almost, everyone knows anyone within the small city like Chariot, at least amongst the prattley sailors.

 [color=8dc73f]” Aye that is me. All good things I hope?”[/color] Her thick arms folded to her waist, facing the other woman with her usual laid back demeanor. [color=8dc73f]”The name's Sylvi. Say, you don’t look like the type to be hanging around with these bunch.”[/color]  She watched her as she went, and thought she caught the woman steal a sip from a flask. The Valian can make a rough guess at what could be in it. [color=8dc73f]”Is't it a bit too early for that eh?”[/color] she queried. 

	The day couldn’t get any more peculiar when a man came sprouting out  of the blue that Sylvi barely caught the entirety of the sudden commotion. She leaned to the side from her position, her hair flowed with her to get a view of the stranger, but turned out, was a newcomer to the crew.  [color=8dc73f]”Impressive.”[/color] She mouthed audibly, eyes on the tall ivory man as he walked over the deck. A Northener she guessed, obvious to his features.

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