[center][h1][u]Marlowe Vallis[/u][/h1][hr]• Windward Island, The Sunken Shepard. Southern Seas •  [hr]

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The moment the skimpily dressed girl suggested he should join her crew. “Y-you’d really take me on?” His brown eyes seemed to widen into large rounded pools. “Wow-I mean, wow! I won’t let you guys down!” His grin erupted into a large tooth smile, “I know these waters like the back of my hand! And I have my own weapon-“ He pointed at the oddly shaped blade on his back. “Plus, I can swim [i]really[/i] fast! And I can hold my breath for longer than six minu-“ The violet haired girls stare finally brought him back to reality. “R-Right. The contract.” 

He walked over behind Terhikki to point out specific passages. “See, here it talks about payment. Every diver that takes on the job gets 500 shelma. I know that’s not too great, but see here…” he pointed to other words that she couldn’t read, “This states that you get to take [i]ANY[/i] treasure you find on this job. It’s a great deal! Most divers have to give up a share of treasure they find to the contract holder. But because we can’t pay that much, you get all the treasure you can grab!” [i]If there WAS any treasure to find.[/i] 

“Down here,” he pointed to the lower paragraph, “it’s just stating that if you die, you don’t get payment. So…yeah. Be careful!” He stepped back after explaining the whole contract, and looked at the two. “So…how long have you guys been divers? Have you gotten to explore a lot of ruins? Have you seen one of the six leviathans?!” Marlowe seemed like an excitable child given too many sweets. 
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