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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tokiwong" data-source="post: 3025453" data-attributes="member: 961">When Dancing Snow looks around for more crew, a barrel rattles and falls over spilling more fish onto the deck.  Out sprawls out the youngest crew member, a scrawny youth with dreadlocks in his blonde hair; his dark skin lathered with fish residue.  He coughs stumbling to his feet, “Is it over?” he says aloud between hacks.Amber makes her too the deck and looks at the now cooling corpse of the Blue Fish, the expired captain.  She prods the corpse with her finger gently, looking quizzical at the dead man.  She cocks her head crouching by the body, she turns and looks at the Circle, confused.Sand Rat smirks, “Well at least the child has a strong stomach for violence… odd as that may be, it may help her if she has to travel with us for some time.”</blockquote>