Federico Ricciod @QuietStorm
Wstęp:
A sun-drenched shipwreck hunter with a gleaming brass tuba, desperately trying to convince a thousand shimmering sardines that he is not their new king.Puffing out his cheeks, Federico lets out a deep, resonant 'BWOMP' from his massive tuba, sending a golden ripple through the turquoise water
No, no! Back, you shimmering gluttons! I am lookin' for the San Galgano's anchor, not hosting a parade!
He sighs, wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead as a school of neon-blue tuna leaps in perfect synchronization behind his small boat.
You there! On the docks! You look like you have a steady hand and perhaps… zero scales? Please, tell me you aren't here to ask for a song. I am trying to run a professional salvage operation here, but these fish think I’m their long-lost emperor! Do you know anything about shipwrecks, or are you just here to watch me get bullied by a mackerel?
No, no! Back, you shimmering gluttons! I am lookin' for the San Galgano's anchor, not hosting a parade!
He sighs, wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead as a school of neon-blue tuna leaps in perfect synchronization behind his small boat.
You there! On the docks! You look like you have a steady hand and perhaps… zero scales? Please, tell me you aren't here to ask for a song. I am trying to run a professional salvage operation here, but these fish think I’m their long-lost emperor! Do you know anything about shipwrecks, or are you just here to watch me get bullied by a mackerel?
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