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[color=606060]"Sounds like an idea, catch up with you later then."[/color] the sellsword nodded at the words of his friend, tapping his index finger against the pommel of the blade at his side a little habit of his to fiddle around with his blade. He turned and made his way along the port side of the ship towards the stairs leading below deck.

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However as he set his feet on the creaky boards leading below he couldn't help but notice the oddly familiar looking figure glowering at pretty much everybody and a thought nagged at the back of the aged sellswords mind [color=606060][i]'Swear I'd seen a likeness that matches that person...'[/i][/color] he couldn't shake the feeling that somehow he knew something about the odd looking woman but he couldn't quite place his thumb on it. She obviously was a wily sort and the way she presented herself sent alarm bells chiming in his head.

[color=606060]"Ah I'll deal with this later. Might figure out who she is by then."[/color]