Everything the college says, pinned and slightly crooked. Claim rewards before Thursday.
Found in the library, under a chart of "somewhere lovely". Claim before Thursday or forfeit to the college. They are not yours if they are not claimed.
Advanced Navigation practicum. We sail into the storm. The syllabus means it. Whales are for Whale-ology, and only from a distance.
Professor Feather III now grades. Do not feed him forms. Do not feed him anything but seeds. He is not a fan of feedback.
Fireworks over the water, music from the deck, absolutely no fire (one fire). The one fire is decorative. Do not ask which fire.
Last seen near the Galley, smelling of rum and ambition. Answer to "it’s not yours, it’s everyone’s." Return before the next bell.
Three laps, one cannon of confetti, goggles mandatory. Last year’s winner will be in attendance and will bring the cup. Do not touch the cup.
The Crew sells, the Vault audits, the glowing stone returns. This is now a running joke with a buyer base.
The old tables are now art. They hang in the Great Hall and are framed in rope. The sea has been notified of the rebrand.
Posting rules: faculty may pin. Crew may add stickers. Nobody may unpin. The pins are older than most of us.
The Board hears everything. The Board is everywhere. It is a board.