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[Color=red][b]Time:[/b][/color] Dawn
[Color=red][b]Location:[/b][/color] Parlay Cay
[Color=red][b]Interaction with:[/b][/color] Aharuhn [@Legion02], Katurah[@Tae]
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Aodh was somewhat confused by the cold shoulder he felt from Nur, he could not recall doing anything to get on her bad side but then again, the whims of women were often more difficult to navigate than the roughest of seas. He caught no sign of Katurah in the crew quarters and when he heard Malek’s voice booming from the deck above and was about to give up his search for where the kitten had wandered off to, figuring she’d turn up eventually. Then he heard someone, quiet clearly the kitten, shouting for help. He followed the voice to Aharuhn’s room where he found Katurah and the crazy old man. The new girl had a real knack for getting into trouble, keeping an eye on her was going to require more work than he originally thought.

[Color=red] “Aharuhn, leave the kitten be would ya, we’re already running short handed, let’s cut her some slack.”[/color] He said, keeping his tone friendly but moving close to Katurah and keeping a close eye on the unpredictable sea wizard. One glance at the girl told him she was pretty shaken up and close to tears. Although he was annoyed with the man for having frightened Katurah like this, Aharuhn was crazy and Aodh was not going to waste time arguing or trying to reason with a mad man. 

[Color=red]“Malek called for all hands on deck, we’re casting off. You ready to set sail?”[/color] He said glancing over at Katurah and flashing a friendly smile. This woman was no pirate, true, but he had not been a pirate the first time he left as part of crew either. There had been many men who taken the time to show him the ropes and as long as she had a desire to learn he’d find the time to do the same. [Color=red]“Now, kindly unhand my friend, we have work that needs done.”[/color] He said sternly, looking Aharuhn in the eye. 

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[Color=cadetblue][b]Time:[/b][/color] Dawn
[Color=cadetblue][b]Location:[/b][/color] Avalon Avenger
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Sylas immediately stood at attention as the captain addressed the crew, excitement coursed through him as orders were given. He shouted in unison with the rest of the crew, her orders were clear and once she had finished speaking, he set back into the flow of his work. A senior officer instructed him ensure the cannons were readied and secured and so headed to the gun deck to help the men working on the cannons. He worked hard, pushing himself to move faster and the diligence helped keep his mind calm. Military life was what helped keep him sane, without the constant structure and never-ending work list to get done, Sylas felt insecure and erratic. He was thankful that with so much needing done there was no time left to dwell on thoughts, and constant movement kept the exhaustion from restless nights at bay.