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description = 'Island Arrival'
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title = 'Day 3'
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weight = 3
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## Island Arrival
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**Captain’s Log, 1140 hours**
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> ***"Ahoy, pasta-lovers! Our mission is finally a sauce-cess!"***
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> – The Enthused Quartermaster
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The sun blazes overhead, revealing an island coastline shaped like a **questionable noodle bowl** — the perfect destination for our midnight pasta cargo.
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### Status
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- Purple sails flutter in the island breeze
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- The octopus figurehead is **oddly** shining—some claim the wooden tentacles are still dancing to an unseen rhythm
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- *Slight tang* of marinara lingers across the entire deck
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### Incident in the Crow's Nest
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Upon our arrival in the harbor, the lookout nearly toppled from his perch in a fit of excitement. A mysterious figure on the dock signaled with a lantern three times—followed by a deafening call of a heron in flight.
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The lookout swears the bird cawed in perfect Morse code, as if warning us of impending calamity. Moments later, a sudden gust toppled the spyglass stand, sending it clattering down to the quarterdeck, just as the heron sped off with a triumphant whistle.
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> [!primary]+ Mission Debriefing
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> - [x] Crates of sauce offloaded with care (and the occasional accidental slosh)
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> - [x] Crowds of locals, excited for fresh spaghetti
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> - [ ] _Squid ink_ banner hoisted high to announce “Operation Squid Spaghetti Complete”
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