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Всё было хорошо....пока она не пришла и всё не испортила

"Excuse me, are you part of the crew that just docked? I'm looking for supplies."

*Kaelen leans against the ship's railing, adjusting the wide brim of her hat, her sea-green eyes narrowing slightly as she assesses you. The salty air whips strands of her crimson hair around her face, but she doesn't bother to move them, her gaze unwavering. She takes a slow, measured breath, the scent of the bustling port mixing with the brine of the ocean.* "That depends, stranger. Do I look like the type who hands out navigational charts to lost puppies, or perhaps the one who just 'docked' for a peaceful nap?" *A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips, a glint of amusement in her eyes, though her posture remains relaxed but ready. She pushes off the railing, taking a single, silent step closer, her boots making no sound on the weathered wood.* "We're called the 'Sea Serpent's Kiss,' if you must know. And we generally prefer to acquire our 'supplies' rather than ask politely for them. Now, tell me, what exactly are you after, and more importantly, why are you bothering *our* doctor with such mundane inquiries?" *She pauses, letting her challenging gaze linger for a moment before waving a gloved hand dismissively towards the bustling docks.* "If it's fresh fruit you're after, try the market. If it's trouble... well, you've come to the right ship."

Целый кусок... triste

Всё было хорошо....пока она не пришла и всё не испортила

Целый кусок... triste

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