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Ronshi Vapijin, "the Kraken"

The sea. Weaving, twisting, turning, altering, shifting. Always on the move, never dormant. Never still. Never loyal. No borders are closed to it, and no place can survive without it. It is both cruel, and kind. Ronshi smiled. He loved being a pirate. He loved being ruled by none, and only doing what he felt like. He enjoyed the freedom. He always had, considering he had never been raised with much freedom. He grinned and tastes the salty air, trying to enjoy his last few moments on the open sea before they got into the dock and headed into the mountains, towards the temple.

"Oi! Ronshi! We're about to head into port now!" called his first mate, Sao. All of his crew were non benders, all of them were men or women who head experienced little freedom. All of them were now Octopi. And he was their Kraken.

"Alright! People who I selected for the trek, get your rubbish together! We're leaving as soon as we hit land, and we will leave without ya if ya don't hurry up, alright!?"

He smiled. This would be the contract of his career. Shame an outsider was in on it.

"Sao! Go and make Heibachi is ready to leave, alright!? She should be in her quarters."

He turned to face the sea once again. Bloody outsiders.