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[color=1E90FF][b]Time[/b]: Late Morning[/color]
[color=1E90FF][b]Interactions[/b]: [@princess] Charlotte; [@Conscripts] John[/color]
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[color=1E90FF][b]Attire[/b]: [hider]
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Roughspun, blue trousers
A shoulder belt and waist belt carrying his equipment
Two swords and two pistols, one on either side
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As Sjan-dehk wandered through the ever-growing crowd of beach-goers, thoughts of his nightmare faded away until they were little more than a quiet presence lingering in the back of his head. Carefree mirth and light-hearted cheer took their place, borne out of the merriment thick in the atmosphere around him. There were even a few familiar faces amidst the crowd. Some were the [i]Sudah[/i]’s crew – easily noticeable thanks to their clothes – who were likely here out of curiosity, just like him. Others were newer friends, namely the fisherfolk whom his Sada Kurau had escorted out to sea the previous morning. He tipped his hat to a few he passed, and they smiled at him in return. 

[i]“Good morning, Captain,”[/i] one of them, a youth growing his first whiskers, greeted. [i]“Thanks again for your help yesterday. Never thought I’d see the day Aislin and her da be happy about our catch.”[/i]

[color=1E90FF][i]“It is no problem,”[/i][/color] Sjan-dehk replied, and they parted ways. There wasn’t any need for gratitude, if he was to be completely honest. As far as he was concerned, his [i]Sada Kurau[/i] had done nothing. The pirates here were little more than robbers in skiffs – from what he had seen, at least – and were easily deterred by the [i]Sada Kurau[/i]’s presence alone. His crew didn’t even need to roll out the guns; the more daring pirates had been scared off by a few blasts of the swivel guns. Sjan-dehk doubted they even had to hit anything. 

But none of that mattered, really. He had gained some measure of the fisherfolk’s trust, and that was all he had aimed for. It would go a long way towards making obtaining provisions that much easier.

Sjan-dehk continued making his way through the crowd. The sweet and inviting scent of fruits wafted past his nose, and suddenly he found himself craving something refreshing. Perhaps he could find something close to the honeyed melons and juicy peaches of Jafi. Or perhaps, he could find out just where everyone was getting the drinks they were holding. Sjan-dehk didn’t quite recognise what it was – it looked like juice, but a little thicker in consistency – but he knew he wanted to give it a try. 

Finding out where it came from was the tricky bit. As he quickly found out, stopping strangers amidst such a crowd was a challenge in and of itself. Being as armed as he was likely didn’t help at all, and most gave him a wide berth even if he did offer them a friendly smile and tip of his hat.

Thankfully, he saw a man holding such a drink just standing around. His attire seemed overly warm for the heat of the morning sun, but Sjan-dehk supposed he was in no position to talk. Using both his words and a few gentle pushes, he briskly made his way through the sea of people towards the man. [color=1E90FF][i]“Excuse me,”[/i][/color] he said once he was sure he was in earshot, giving the man a friendly smile. He pushed the brim of his hat up to show more of his face. [color=1E90FF][i]“I ah…I was wondering if you know where I can find–”[/i][/color]

It was only then did he realise that there was a woman there with them, and that he had likely interrupted a conversation.

A flush of embarrassment crept up his cheeks. How could he have been so foolish to have been so fixated on a mere drink. [color=1E90FF][i]“My apologies,”[/i][/color] he said to the man before turning to face the woman. Right away, he was taken by how her dark hair and pale skin reminded him of his youngest sister. That thought didn’t last long before he mentally shook it away, however. [color=1E90FF][i]“I did not see you. Rude of me. Please, accept my ah…My most true? Yes, most true, apologies.”[/i][/color]