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A small but hefty ship can be seen on the horizon during the early morning. It approaches the docks slowly, taking harbour around 9 bells.
Once ropes are secured and sails dropped, cargo starts to be unloaded. Boxes of foul smelling fish are passed between crew members while barrels of liquid are rolled down the plank connecting the ship to the port.
And then a Hobling runs out from below deck.
She waves to the crew members, thanking them quickly as she bolts towards land.
She only stops running once her shoeless feet hit the grass. She then lets out a sigh of relief, and slowly collapses herself face first into the ground.
A short Hobling physician who always seems to have a whimsical smile. She wears neutral colours and carries a staff. Two small puncture wounds scar the left side of her neck.
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At the end of the dock can be seen a small camp set up with a few barrels and a pair of stools outside, seated on one is Swiggins currently nursing a stein of coffee as he watches over a pan of fish frying over a fire he made before him.
He spots the runner and chuckles lightly.
"Haven't earned yer sea legs yet u see? It be fine, but I be suggesting you head to town instead of letting the dirt be yer pillow."
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The Hobling looks up from the dirt. She can be recognized as Primrose.
"I've made my bed and I am laying in it."
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He squints his eyes a moment and moments later they widen in surprise as his tone swiftly goes to glee.
"Hold up a tick, Is that you Prim? Is that really you in the flesh and not some figment of me minds' shit condition?"
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Primrose crawls to her feet. She dusts some dirt off her skirt with a heavy sigh.
"No I am not a figment but I have already prepared myself to be treated like one."
She picks up her silver-embedded staff and gives it a few twirls. She then turns to the source of the voice and steadies her staff.
"Long story short, Mister, I don't know who you are."
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He takes a moment before he motions with his free hand to another seat he has out smiling.
"It be fine, don't suppose you care to take a seat and tell this ol' sailor what brings ya to Ralinwood? Ain't gonna tussle with ya but I be curious is all. I be Swiggins, Edwardo Swiggins."
His free hand then moves to the pan of fish and moves it about to flip the contents before continuing to look to the hobling.
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"Oh. It's you."
Prim blinks. She frowns a little and moves her staff closer to her chest.
"You yelled at me."
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He quirks a brow as he stares though his body visibly twitches at the last comment.
"So ya do remember me somewhat eh? I do apologize for me harshness there Prim, if I can be making it up to ya please don't be hesitating to ask. You've been a right friend before and I'd be hating to lose that proper."
his body is slumped a little with a slightly sad look upon his face as he speaks, his free hand runs a finger over his left eye.
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Primrose scratches absently at the bite marks on her neck. She steps forward slowly, walking towards the captain.
"I don't know, honestly. That's all I remember about you... You yelled at me and then pulled a sword on me and-"
She stops walking.
"Something about a Ziggurat."
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"Last we talked you came up and asked me for the remains of our old friend Ziggy, almost demanding them till I remember snapping and yelling at ya 'bout how I couldn't part with them to folk I couldn't trust overseas. Now all that I work on be in his honor, the ship behind us that be in a state of building be the Ziggurat and I be its Captain."
His hand rolls his left eye a bit till it feel comfortable to him and then he looks to Prim with a small smile.
"I just be glad ya doing well after all this time, I understand if ya ain't wanting to talk with me or even deal with me but just know I be happy to see you're alive and well. If ya do want to join me for a bite to eat and maybe some small talk then I'd be glad for the company."
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