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Sylvester Archipelago

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The three-masted carrack, "Drunken Whale," didn't stand out among the other ships, except for the large blue whale painted on its side. Near the wide gangway, about twenty crates, resembling coffins, were stacked. Three orcs stood nearby, discussing something in their language. Not far from them sat a mountain troll. On his huge, six-wheeled cart, pulled by two shaggy oxen, lay two crates. They were the same shape as the orcs' crates, but much larger. Amidst all this cargo, a man in a black shirt and red vest was running around. It was unclear whether he was running to warm up or if he wasn't cold because he was running. He held a small book in his hands, and he would write something in it after making some notes on the crates with chalk. Several pouches, presumably containing coins, hung from his belt.
Tiberius could see the man on the deck that Lutiel had mentioned.
Looking at the scene with some astonishment, Tiberius headed towards the man on the deck.
"Good day!" the mage said with as friendly a smile as possible. "You must be Morutsu, right? I've come from Lord Lutiel, or rather, he sent me to you. Here," he said, handing the man the contract, "may I book a cabin on this magnificent vessel?"

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