Set Sail, Saladians! (Salad Land mini-RP, COMPLETE)
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“Man this is aweso- argh!” Jose spluttered as he fell over after trying to stand up on his surfboard. He’d insisted on going out into the sea, even though he hadn’t the first clue how to surf. Citlalnite had followed him, and the pair were now desperately holding onto their surfboards as the waves pulled them back and forth.

On land, Yousef Chaher was tucking into an all-you-can-eat salad buffet, with a nice glass of wine. On the beach, Cranston lay sunbathing, still silent, but now also quickly turning the colour of beetroot. Tlotli was perched between Cranston’s feet, occasionally flying up in the air when small children got too close. One of the children had grabbed him earlier and pulled on a feather. He would not let it happen again.

The gang were waiting for the Saladians to check out their references (a fake company from High Fells led by Ji-Hun, and a fake Huenyan corporation that was really Citlalnite’s fellow pirates on holiday), and get back to them on the deal. They’d taken the opportunity, in the meantime, to see the sights.

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