[color=8dc73f]"You don't see something like that everyday."[/color] Sylvie turned back at Lucia, and not long another character came to their presence. The quartermaster, Galen, has a spirited aura about him, she finds it quite charming even.The scar on his face suggests a man of experience, despite his youthful features. The captain gave the first order to the crew, finally they were about to set sail, Slyvi is so familiar of the process of it, she could do it in her sleep. With her physical ability most of the time they relied on her to do such arduous tasks all the time, she didn't mind that of course. After all somebody had to be the reliable labor man in the crew.

	[color=8dc73f]"You got it, Cap."[/color] Sylvi stood up from her leaning position, [color=8dc73f]"Watch and learn lads."[/color] She smiled in a way her cheeks went bright with enthusiasm, her words intended with affection rather than showing off. She went over to the sails, loosening the thick rope and hoisted the sails with her lumberjack arms, working together with the crew. The sails elegantly glide down below the mast's height, as the ship begins it's departure. It felt good sailing again. It hadn't been that long since the last time she did, but for years the sea had felt more of a home to her than the dryness of land itself, as odd as it may sound. 

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