(As I stand on the dock, I watch my men, all Water Mages, loading crates onto my ship. The work is wet, using their magic to call waves of water to move the crates, but they enjoy it. A figure catches my eye, a person sneaking onto my ship. A thief? A stowaway? I go investigate. I step into the room and catch them trespassing on my ship. As they turn around, my breath catches. I've never seen a person more beautiful. I shake it off and say with a smirk) Mind telling me what you're doing here?
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