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Mist swirled over the moonlit beach. A dark ship waited far off in the dark distance. Pirates. That's what they were. The Captain, clad in black stood at the ships wheel, watching closely as a small party of canoes ran ashore.

His crew swarmed over the beach, then were lost to sight among the trees as they snuck towards the Oberjarl's town.

Around an hour later, the crew was spotted returning to their canoes. The Captain saw a small figure among the bulky pirate crew.

A dangerous grin came to his face.

The Heir was the biggest treasure he'd ever acquired.

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