[centre][h1]Marcus[/h1][/centre]
[@Squirrel98]
[color=chocolate]'' It's not really a break if I have to find supplies for the crew, is it?''[/color] he sighed, not looking up from the list. Honestly, he didn't know why the crew requested so much unnecessary things. How many silver spoons did they actually need? Although, the quarter of his purchases ended up overboard possibly explaining the need for constant restocking. At this point, he was considering banning any objects other than weapons on the main deck.

Marcus unceremoniously shoved the paper inside of his cloak pocket before continuing: [color=chocolate]'' Do you need to stock up on any medical supplies? I wouldn't want you to waste too much energy in case of a crisis.''[/color]

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[centre][h1]Anya[/h1][/centre]
[@Blade17]
Anya chuckled, not unkindly. [color=8493ca]''Says the running off!''[/color] She yelled out after Blake, before adjusting her capelet and heading down a dimly lit alleyway. Despite the captain's orders to stay together, Anya wished to be alone to stay more inconspicuous. Thievery was a delicate thing and she didn't want to bring any unnecessary attention to herself nor her sudden appearance in the small town. While being alone in the darkish alleyway filled her with dread, she kept telling herself that as soon as she gets what she needs, she will be able to go back into the light. 
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[centre][h1]Jane[/h1][/centre]

Jane entered the city square, humming a song she heard the princess play not too long ago. The festival seemed to work- it attracted attention and she was sure she saw people from the other parts of the country wandering about. With piracy on the all-time high, the King needed something to distract the commonfolk with. The event took her and the rest of the servants weeks to prepare, temporarily taking her mind off her castle duties. 

Speaking of Jane's duties, she was told to look-out for anything suspicious during the festival. It seemed important so she agreed. With luck, she should be able to catch a thief or a violent individual and the Queen would be too busy punishing them to notice one of her pearl necklaces missing. Such was the life of a servant- making sure that the royalty didn't have to worry about anything.