My fish finder lead me to the back door of the Seafarer's Roost when I saw her. A strapping adventurer as well as fishmonger that I am led me to inquire whither or not she was a princess fallen from an island in the sky. She smiled a mouthy grin like a barricuda. I asked if could dip my pole in her tackle box. She coyly replied that I must be NO RENT and consumed two stacks of short beer without ever taking her eyes off me.
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