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It was a cool night in the sleepy mining town of Gravestone, a full moon just barely peaking it's head from behind the clouds. The town was silent save for it's saloon, it was a stir with the talk of the passer by sitting at the bar. She was a beautiful young women, her light brown curls falling down to her shoulders, her sea green eyes wandering from man to man in the room, and the faint smell of the ocean coming off her tanned skin. She regaled the crowd with the tales of her travels, stating she knew all the mysteries of the seven seas. The men of the room hung on her every word, as if their lives depended, though unaware to them it they did.