[color=330000][h3]➵ [b]Jᴀᴄǫᴜᴏᴛᴛᴇ Lᴇs Hᴀʏᴇs[/b][/h3]➵    [b]Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ:[/b] The Docks[/color]

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Above the startled shrieks of citizens and cacophony of canons, a falcons mournful cry could be heard circling overhead; its feathered appendages desperately thrashing at the air as the bird fought to gain altitude, and ultimately, sanctuary from the chaos bellow. It was during these pandemonium moments that Jacquotte wished she could fly with it, arms open wide and head held high - perhaps that was why she preferred sea over sand, and the feeling of the ocean breeze in her hair. And by the way things were turning out, it was a good that she wasn't one to get seasick. [color=330000]"Blasted mutiny... Looks like we be livin' on the water for a while."[/color] Jacquotte grimaced as she scrambled to retrieve the remaining resources needed to survive on the deep blue.

As she approached the great ship, Domina Artemis, Jacquotte immediately averted her attention onto the captain and the fellow crew members. [i]Where were the others? Surely there was more?[/i] In her head, she would instinctively count those she could visibly make out through the impending smoke.