[hr][center][h2][color=0072bc]Tempum City (K7), Night at the Docks[/color][/h2][/center]
[hr][quote=@Spin The Wheel]...With a start, Mougin was shaken out of his reverie. Fireworks exploded in the dark sky. Before he noticed, it had become night. He was sitting on the stone floor, panting heavily. There were no more ships in the harbor, no more crates on the dock. He was exhausted, but somehow in a good mood. He slowly stood up onto his feet, and his stomach rumbled. He was also hungry, apparently.
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Mougin's stomach wasn't the only thing that was empty. He hadn't been paid yet. His fifteen golden "coins" were still quite lonely. 

[color=0072bc]"Hey, Big Guy!"[/color], the supervisor said in a loud deep voice. He was walking to where Mougin was resting, and by his side was a new face. This man was as tall as the supervisor, but much thinner. This man wore a suit that screamed, [i]"I'm important!"[/i]. 

Another firework exploded in the distance as the supervisor came to a stop a few feet away from Mougin. [color=0072bc]"You did pretty good today, fella. Here, take this."[/color] In his rough hands, he held out a single gold disk. [color=0072bc]"This here's got thirty coins on it. I was going to give you twenty, the normal starting rate, but you impressed me."[/color] The man next to the supervisor cleared his throat, prompting an introduction. [color=0072bc]"You also impressed my associate here. He says he's got more work for you, if you're willing."[/color]

[color=0072bc]"Why thank you,"[/color] the man said in a measured voice. [color=0072bc]"I can speak for myself now. You can leave us be."[/color] The large framed supervisor grumbled an indifferent response and walked away. The new arrival continued, [color=0072bc]"Now, would you be interested in making another 30 coins, for only a couple more hours of work?"[/color]