[centre][h1][color=8493ca]Anya[/color][/h1][/centre]
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[color=8493ca]'' If you go, I won't be able to carry both you and the captain back onto the ship. I know I will be able to swim back with one person if the ship departs- it would be concerning if I couldn't ''[/color] said Anya fixing her ponytail.

Looking out into the distance, Anya fiddled with her coat. There were around 3 hours until the sunrise and she had nothing to do. Looking down onto her shoes, she remembered her fabrics. They still needed to be washed and she was sure that some of the other crew members would appreciate some clean clothing. Leaning away from the edge of the ship, she chirpily announced: [color=8493ca]'' I think I will get the cabin boys started on the laundry. We should have enough time to wash a quarter of it. Anyone have anything that they desperately need to be cleaned?''[/color]

[centre][h1][color=gold]Head Guard Val[/color][/h1][/centre]

The spymaster pointed out a foreign ship that supposedly arrived at night, although the guard who was meant to patrol the area was too drunk to take seriously. Still, the ship didn't bear any known insignia and Val couldn't match the shape of the ship to any known styles in the region. Concerned, he sent out one of the guards to inform the king and the spymaster ventured to the navy's barracks(located not too far from where they stood) to prevent the ship from leaving. They wouldn't engage without an order from the King in case this was just a misunderstanding- they couldn't risk starting a war.