Some months ago the Consort's Duty was forced by a major squall to make berth in Hojaroja. Her captain, Missa Drewsa, had her curiosity piqued when she learned of a stretch of beach called Dead Sand, so she took a stroll.
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Despite the name, the stretch was filled with growing things. Laying out among them Missa found a curious thing, a beautiful white staff that appeared to be very old. She couldn't in all good conscience just leave it there.
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Another curious thing; the surf was amazingly soft given the recent squall.
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To be continued . . .
(I'm sorry about the image sizes. In my haste I forgot to crop the screenshots before uploading them.)