Tyra expertly steered her little ship into the harbor, pulling up alongside one of the many docks. "Hawk! Take a line and bring 'er in!" As the Rito flew to the dock and swiftly tied the mooring line to the dock, Tyra split up the treasure from their raid and gave everyone their dividend. "Beaver, take Sparrow and stock up on our supplies. Enough for two months' rations, more if you think you can make it last. Hawk, go into town, listen to the rumors. I want to know what's been going on while we were at sea. Wolf, go buy the supplies you need to make more of those mini-cannons. Make sure to note the price of everything so I can reimburse you." She tucked her own purse on her belt and moved to the docker's office, to pay the toll required for docking her ship.
(Sorry for the delay, everyone. Hopefully, I'll be much more active on this than I have been.
Anyone who wants to join in our crew may approach one of the current members and ask, in whatever fashion you choose, to join. Each will be 'interviewed' by Tyra, meaning they'll be asked what skills they can bring to the crew. I reserve the right to accept or decline crew members, although you will most likely be accepted. I would like to set sail for Termina by the end of June, unless someone requests we remain in Falconmill for a while longer.)
(Sorry for the delay, everyone. Hopefully, I'll be much more active on this than I have been.

Anyone who wants to join in our crew may approach one of the current members and ask, in whatever fashion you choose, to join. Each will be 'interviewed' by Tyra, meaning they'll be asked what skills they can bring to the crew. I reserve the right to accept or decline crew members, although you will most likely be accepted. I would like to set sail for Termina by the end of June, unless someone requests we remain in Falconmill for a while longer.)



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