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Well, this was the place. The dinosaur paused by the border, dropping down her basket of goodies. It was filled with goblets, creepy-looking dolls, gold coins, bottles of wine, jewelry, and embroidered weapons. All of these things portrayed a little bit about what her group was about. She hoped to make a good impression on these guys and to prove that she was a little more adult than her bubbly personality showed. She could handle things like this perfectly... She hoped.
"Hello! I'm Polaroid, Captain of the Black Sails, and I'm here to ask about an alliance!"
Little did she know at the time, but someone else would be here to make things all the better. She hadn't seen Nemo since she'd been a young little tyke, running around in the Horde. She thought of him sometimes, when she was up late at night and alone. She'd turn on the music player that one of her clan-mates had introduced her to, playing quiet ukulele melodies to make herself feel a little better. She missed him greatly, really, just as much as she missed the rest of those that she'd once called her 'mamas'.
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