Butts, butts, butts, everywhere!

Why do humans and elves have to be so tall!?

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That's when she caught my eye. Hidden around the corner of the last pier in the harbor was one final option. Her sails were riddled with so much patchwork that little of the original sail remained. The boards of the hull had numerous repairs and were obviously second-hand replacements. They were probably scavenged. It appeared to be held together by barnacles and bird droppings. 

There was one little gem that stood out. Her name sparkled in mother-of-pearl lettering on her side with clearly legible and tasteful calligraphy. "The Dolphin's Tear". It looked like a good way to commit suicide, but also like it had seen a great many adventures.

I had a great feeling about this!