Nawain/Logs/20260419b
You settle yourself on the hammock.
You sigh.
You gaze off into the distance blankly.
A faint translucence hints at layers of depth beneath the locket's pale golden surface that is washed in a radiant sheen. A depiction resides within: You see the image of a pack beta of a Rakash man who has a stern face with deeply furrowed lines between the eyebrows, slightly pointed ears, sullenly glowing flame-hued eyes and a straight nose. His dark brown-streaked black hair is short and thick with grizzled streaks of grey throughout, and is worn tousled. He has warm caramel-hued skin and a well-defined build.
He is tall for a Rakash.
You lose yourself in an old memory as you clutch your glaes locket tightly in your claws.
You open a door.
Cambin came out of a door.
[The Gnautical Fortress, Cabin] (**)
In this oddly shaped room, the hull curves in on each side, meeting at the bow of the ship. A small table is bolted to the decking on one side of the room and a hammock is hung from the walls on the other side.
You also see a door.
Also here: Cambin.
Ship paths: none.
Cambin exclaims, Rasa!
You blink.
A shiver runs up your spine.
You smile at Cambin.
Cambin says, I was exploring the ship. I apologize for not knocking.
You exclaim in a Rakash accent, Vrali!
You nod.
You say in a Rakash accent, Was about to maybe make some remedies. I don't have as many as I thought.
You frown.
Cambin frowns.
Cambin says, That's strange.
You shrug.
You exclaim in a Rakash accent, I must've miscounted. It happens!
You say in a Rakash accent, Maybe I used more than I thought during that raid.
You squint at Cambin.
You grin.
Cambin says, That's probably it.
Cambin grins.
You nod in agreement.
You stretch your arms. Feels great!
It has been 456 years, 76 days since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer.
It is the 2nd month of Ka'len the Sea Drake in the year of the Bronze Wyvern.
It is currently spring and it is night.
You're positive it's 1 roisan before the Anlas of Asketi's Hunt.
You ask in a Rakash accent, What time is it?
You ponder.
Cambin says, That reminds me. I saw your mate, Tek, and the Shard town hall meeting the other day. He got your message, but he's stil worried sick.
You gasp!
You eagerly ask in a Rakash accent, You saw him? How did he look? How did he smell? What did he say?
You say in a Rakash accent, He sent me a reply, and I've been afraid to read it.
Cambin says, I tried to reassure him you were probably safe and sound, but he didn't seem to want to believe me. He's quite frantic.
The blue towel is still water logged and only gets Cambin wetter.
Cambin squeezes a wet blue towel, wringing out a stream of water.
Cambin squeezes a wet blue towel, wringing out a stream of water.
Cambin squeezes a damp blue towel, wringing out the last few drops of water.
Cambin vigorously rubs his body with a plush blue towel embroidered with the image of a duck, drying himself off as much as possible.
Cambin puts his towel in his onyx-hide haversack.
Your left ear points at the ground giving your face a sorrowful expression.
You say in a Rakash accent, Poor, poor Tek.
Cambin nods.
Reaching towards your neck, you wrap your claws around your glaes locket and clutch it tightly.
You ask in a Rakash accent, Surely, soon..?
You ask in a Rakash accent, How long has it been?
You frown.
You say in a Rakash accent, Surely a couple of andu.
Cambin nods.
You sigh.
Cambin says, I believe so. I'm horrible at noticing the passing of time, I'm afraid.
Cambin says, All the days tend to blend together.
You nod in agreement.
You exclaim in a Rakash accent, I was surprised at moonskin! It seems really, really early!
You frown.
Cambin says, Does it? All your days are probably running together too.
You sigh.
You nod.
You rub your head.
You sadly say in a Rakash accent, Feels like forever.
Cambin says, I can imagine.
You ask in a Rakash accent, Is he... Was the Pack with him? Siendra? Dytt?
Cambin says, No, I didn't see either of them. Just Tek.
Cambin says, Do you feel like going out on deck? I believe we may be having company soon.
You stand back up.
You join Cambin's group.
Cambin says, Come on then.
Cambin grins.
Cambin's group went into a door.
[You are aboard the Gnautical Fortress which is afloat in The Faldesu River facing north and is moored to the Middle Desu pier.]
[The Gnautical Fortress, Bow] (**)
The bowsprit stretches forward from the ship where the starboard and port gunnels meet. An iron-banded oak capstan is bolted securely to the deck for use in hauling up the anchor, setting the shrouds, or any other work where great purchases are required.
You also see a hatch, the flying jib, the fore topsail, the fore course and the fore mast.
Also here: Cambin.
Ship paths: aft.
Nearby in the water you see: Serenity (close: south), the Maelstrom (adjacent), the Skegikmewr (close: south), Rolling Thunder (close: south), Dragon's Last Dance (very far: south), the Star's Grace (adjacent), Treasure Seeker (adjacent), Mazrian's Last Dance (adjacent), the Maiden's Kiss (adjacent), the Bloodworm Comet (close: south), the White Water Paladin (close: south), the Black Storm (close: south), a sleek dark-wood cutter with crimson sails named the Midnight Ruby (close: south), the North Road Ferry dock (very far: south), the south bank (adjacent: south), the north bank (adjacent: north), Riverhaven (somewhat far: north), the Greater Fist (just over the horizon: south), the Middle Desu pier (adjacent), the Desu pier (close: south).
Cambin's group moves aft.
[You are aboard the Gnautical Fortress which is afloat in The Faldesu River facing north and is moored to the Middle Desu pier.]
[The Gnautical Fortress, Fore Waist] (**)
A mast rises amidship, standing tall from the deck amidst a maze of sheets and shrouds. Brass cleats are securely mounted along the top of both the starboard and port bulwark.
You also see the main upper topsail, the main lower topsail, the main course and the main mast.
Also here: Cambin.
Ship paths: forward, aft.
You lean on Cambin.
Cambin smiles.
You glance up at the sky.
Cambin glances up at the sky.
Cambin says, Pleasant enough weather.
Your ears begin to droop, giving your face a tired look.
You nod to Cambin.
You hear the ship's bell ring out loudly, humming with a sweet resonance.
Cambin asks, Looking for something in particular up there?
You say in a Rakash accent, Katamba.
You say in a Rakash accent, Mrod, really.
You smile.
Cambin says, Nowhere to be seen, I'm afraid.
You sigh.
You nod in agreement.
[You are aboard the Gnautical Fortress which is afloat in The Faldesu River facing north and is moored to the Middle Desu pier.]
[The Gnautical Fortress, Fore Waist] (**)
A mast rises amidship, standing tall from the deck amidst a maze of sheets and shrouds. Brass cleats are securely mounted along the top of both the starboard and port bulwark.
You also see the main upper topsail, the main lower topsail, the main course and the main mast.
Also here: Cambin.
Ship paths: forward, aft.
Nearby in the water you see: Serenity (close: south), the Maelstrom (adjacent), the Skegikmewr (close: south), Rolling Thunder (close: south), Dragon's Last Dance (very far: south), the Star's Grace (adjacent), Treasure Seeker (adjacent), Mazrian's Last Dance (adjacent), the Maiden's Kiss (adjacent), the Bloodworm Comet (close: south), the White Water Paladin (close: south), the Black Storm (close: south), a sleek dark-wood cutter with crimson sails named the Midnight Ruby (close: south), the North Road Ferry dock (very far: south), the south bank (adjacent: south), the north bank (adjacent: north), Riverhaven (somewhat far: north), the Greater Fist (just over the horizon: south), the Middle Desu pier (adjacent), the Desu pier (close: south).
You glance at Cambin, a male Elf.
Cambin says, Something troubling you? Other than the obvious of you being stuck here, I mean.
You quietly say to Cambin in a Rakash accent, Just... the dreams.
You glance at Cambin, a male Elf.
Cambin asks, Ah. Care to talk about it?
You nibble on your lip.
You glance at Cambin, a male Elf.
You flinch.
Your left ear betrays your nervousness and begins to twitch uncontrollably, increasing your discomfort.
Cambin raises an eyebrow.
You evasively say in a Rakash accent, Someone is.. hurting me. And I can't get away. Or... I can, but...
(Nawain wraps one small hand around her opposite wrist, rubbing at it.)
Cambin frowns.
Cambin says, That sounds...dreadful. Terrifying, even.
You shudder.
You give a slight nod.
You glance at Cambin, a male Elf.
Cambin smiles at you.
(Nawain slips a bit of hair between her teeth and chews on it.)
You hear a female S'Kra Mur voice ask, Can you tell who it is?
You begin to lecture Cambin on the proper use of the Attunement skill.
(Nawain squeaks and looks around, eyes wide.)
Cambin begins bouncing up and down like a little kid!
Cambin mutters to himself.
Cambin says, You startled me.
(Nawain rubs at her neck, peering into the shadows. I.... It's d-dark.)
You gaze down at the ground.
You hear a female S'Kra Mur voice ask, Soft skin, furry skin or scaley skin?
(Nawain's hands start to shake, until she tucks them into the pockets of the longcoat.)
You quietly say in a Rakash accent, Soft.
You give a slight nod.
Your left ear betrays your nervousness and begins to twitch uncontrollably, increasing your discomfort.
Cambin says, Still leaves a lot of people.
You awkwardly say in a Rakash accent, It's just a nightmare. Nothing to fuss over.
Cambin says to you, I'm sure you're probably right.
You politely ask in a Rakash accent, Sneaky person, are you Ophiliah?
You hear a female S'Kra Mur voice say, No.
You nibble on your lip.
You flare your ears as you angle them to catch every sound.
Cambin says, Sneakier and scalier, methinks.
You hear a voice say, I'm harmless tho.
You quietly say in a Rakash accent, No one on this boat is harmless.
You hear a voice say, I beg to differ. I took a vow to do no harm.
You arch your eyebrow.
You ask in a Rakash accent, Oh! Umm... Albredite?
Cambin says, Unless you count pigtailing people.
You hear a voice ask, Is that a metal?
You hear someone chuckling.
You say in a Rakash accent, No, no, I mean... A follower of Albreda? Peace, y'know. Elurora follows her.
You glance at Cambin, a male Elf.
You ask Cambin in a Rakash accent, Pigtailing?
You hear a female S'Kra Mur voice say, Oooh! No, I'm not a follower of Albreda. My devotion leans more towards weasels.
Cambin says, Arranging people's hair in pigtails. She already got me.
You giggle at Cambin.
You say in a Rakash accent, I feel fortunately, then, that I am entirely lacking in hair right now. ... Please don't put my tail in pigtails.
You fidget nervously.
Cambin smirks.
You squint.
You hear a voice say, It's okay. I'll be here to be uhm... let's go with your scaley emotional support puff.
You feel something rub your head.
You exclaim in a Rakash accent, Oh! Empath!
You giggle.
You duck your head.
Cambin says to you, She's an excellent hider.
Damiza comes out of hiding.
Damiza touches Cambin and smiles wide, an odd but eager glint sparkling in her eyes.
You say in a Rakash accent, If she's got a soul, I can see her.
Damiza winks at you.
You grin.
You laugh!
You hug Damiza who wraps her arms around you with a warm smile. A faint scent of dried blood clings to her scales.
Damiza says, Harsh says it's shining blue.
Damiza hugs you.
Damiza grins.
You exclaim to Damiza in a Rakash accent, I recognize you! Hi!
Cambin says, He says the same thing about mine.
Damiza exclaims to you, Hello!
Cambin says, Or dark blue. I can't remember.
Damiza says to Cambin, Soul thief.
Damiza says, I was really hoping for a plum purple or lavender.
You say to Cambin in a Rakash accent, Wonder what yours is.
You observe Cambin with fascination.
Cambin says, Let's see.
Cambin asks, Ignore the clanking and pretend I'm hiding, huh?
You notice Cambin slip into a hiding place.
You giggle.
Damiza covers her eyes with her hand.
The dark blue aura of Cambin's spirit ebbs into your field of vision.
You quickly pinpoint the aura's source.
You exclaim in a Rakash accent, Dark blue!
Damiza says, He.... disappeared.
Damiza casually observes the area.
You notice Cambin come out of hiding.
Cambin laughs!
You let out a hearty cheer for Cambin!
Cambin bows.
You say in a Rakash accent, It's a strong color! Rutraka's soul was dark blue.
Cambin asks, That's your brother?
(Nawain nods to herself as it that makes complete sense.)
You nod in agreement.
Cambin nods.
Damiza says, As your emotional support puff. I think brushing would help.
Damiza offers you a wrought iron scale brush. Enter ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.
You accept Damiza's offer and are now holding a wrought iron scale brush.
You say in a Rakash accent, Ahh! Err. Brushing you? This is... I don't have, err, scales.
You observe Damiza with fascination.
Damiza says, Yes, you brush me.
Damiza nods to you.
You apply the scale brush with vigorous arm movements, making Damiza's scales gleam.
You nod in agreement.
Damiza stretches her neck and adopts a regal stance, tail swaying gracefully, inviting all to bask in her glory. What a maroon.
You brush Damiza's scales some more.
Cambin giggles.
You brush Damiza's scales some more.
You beam at Damiza!
Damiza asks, Are we less nervous?
Damiza observes you with fascination.
You nod in agreement.
You giggle.
Damiza exclaims, It worked!
You offer your scale brush to Damiza, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.
You exclaim in a Rakash accent, Like petting a puppy!
You cough.
Damiza has accepted your offer and is now holding a wrought iron scale brush.
You say in a Rakash accent, Err.
Damiza grins.
Damiza says, Oh I have one of those.
Damiza carefully lifts the puppy by the scruff of its neck and then tucks it gently into the crook of her arm.
Damiza gives her husky puppy a scratch behind the ear and places it carefully on the ground. It gazes about while wagging its tail.
Damiza pats an adorable snow-white husky puppy with enormous crystal blue eyes.
You beam!
You pet the husky puppy.
Without warning, the husky puppy lets out a joyful bark that fills the air with its exuberance.
You laugh!
Damiza plucks a tiny teacup pig from a soft woven sack with a golden piglet charm, the creature snorting as she wakes it up.
Damiza sets a tiny teacup pig on the ground. It trots around her in a circle, happily oinking.
Damiza says, Tho not sure if you can pet the rat...
Damiza ponders.
Cambin says, A husky, How fitting.
Damiza gazes at a red-eyed white rat.
You ask Cambin in a Rakash accent, 'Miss Wiggles actually listened when I told her to run to Tek. I don't suppose that she... uhh... made it to him?
Cambin says to you, I...I really don't know, to be honest.
You nibble on your lip.
Damiza asks, Miss Wiggles a puppy?
Cambin says, I'll be sure to ask if I see him again.
You nod.
You say in a Rakash accent, My little saluki pup.
Damiza says, Surely she would have.
Damiza says, But I'll keep my eyes open if I see her on the streets.
Damiza nods to you.
You say in a Rakash accent, She's sort of flighty. Might've chased a bug.
You nod in agreement.
Damiza says to Cambin, You don't have to keep those, you know.
Damiza pulls Cambin's ponytail loose.
You tap a hollow log that you are wearing.
You ask in a Rakash accent, It's safe if I bring out my badger, right?
Damiza warily picks up the white rat by the base of its tail, the creature squirming angrily.
Damiza carefully places a red-eyed white rat on her shoulder.
You exclaim in a Rakash accent, He'd love to meet you, I'm sure!
Damiza says, Should be. Only my rat is aggressive.
Damiza says, So I picked it up.
You get a colossal honey badger from inside your hollow log.
Damiza waves the glass lollipop through a simple series of gestures. A buttery grilled cheese sandwich appears in her left hand!
Cambin says to Damiza, I like to keep them for a bit to make you feel good.
Cambin grins at Damiza.
(Nawain struggles with the weight of the badger, beaming as he yawns in her face.)
Damiza begins chortling at Cambin.
Damiza just tickled Cambin, who laughs and returns the favor.
The badger seems rather relaxed and happy right now, why disturb it?
You gently place the badger on the ground.
Damiza offers you a buttery grilled cheese sandwich. Enter ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.
You accept Damiza's offer and are now holding a buttery grilled cheese sandwich.
You beam at Damiza!
Damiza gets a buttery grilled cheese sandwich from inside her hitman's backpack.
You take a bite of the sandwich. The flavor of rich, smooth cheese bursts from within the bread!
You take a bite of the sandwich.
You say in a Rakash accent, Oh. Ohhh, my.
You nod in agreement.
You take a bite of the sandwich. The flavor of rich, smooth cheese bursts from within the bread!
You take a bite of the sandwich.
Damiza offers Cambin a buttery grilled cheese sandwich.
You take a bite of the sandwich. The flavor of rich, smooth cheese bursts from within the bread!
Cambin accepts Damiza's grilled cheese sandwich.
Damiza gets a buttery grilled cheese sandwich from inside her hitman's backpack.
Damiza takes a bite of the sandwich.
Damiza takes a bite of the sandwich.
A fighter by nature, this honey badger is decidedly enormous for its kind and bears greenish-black punka leather pauldrons across its thick-set shoulders. The decorative shoulder armor is studded with several vicious ka'hurst spikes, their shadowy black metal exhibiting a strikingly green sheen. Debossed on one pauldron is a small shield-shaped crest with the name Sir Niknstauk ceremoniously inscribed across it.
Cambin says, Thank you.
Damiza takes a bite of a buttery grilled cheese sandwich and chews carefully on it.
Damiza nods.
Cambin squints at a buttery grilled cheese sandwich.
You take a bite of the sandwich.
That was the last of it.
Cambin takes a bite of the sandwich.
Damiza gets a miniature cherry pie with a sugar-swirled lattice-top from inside her hitman's backpack.
Cambin takes a bite of the sandwich.
An adorable snow-white husky puppy with enormous crystal blue eyes crouches in front of you and barks, then skitters further away.
Damiza puts her pie in her hitman's backpack.
Damiza takes a bite of a buttery grilled cheese sandwich and chews carefully on it.
Damiza takes a bite of a buttery grilled cheese sandwich and chews carefully on it.
Damiza takes a bite of a buttery grilled cheese sandwich and chews carefully on it.
Damiza finishes off her grilled cheese sandwich.
Cambin takes a bite of the sandwich.
Damiza closes her eyes for a moment and grows still.
Damiza gently strokes the badger. It chitters with pleasure.
Cambin says, An excellent sandwhich.
Cambin nods.
You nod in agreement.
You praise Damiza.
Cambin takes a bite of the sandwich.
You exclaim in a Rakash accent, A very good sandwich!
Cambin takes a bite of the sandwich.
Cambin takes a bite of the sandwich.
You glance up at the sky.
The sky is clear.
Cambin says, Yum.
A colossal honey badger sits down and scratches itself behind its ear.
Cambin asks you, Where in all the lands did you get a honey badger?
Damiza says, Yeah, you can only obtain it at a very specific spot in Theren and so when the magic food person came during Droughtman's Maze, I brought the sandwich to Elleanor or whatever her name is to replicate it into my wand so I don't have to keep returning to Theren.
You exclaim in a Rakash accent, Tekhelet found him for me!
You gently stroke your badger. It chitters with pleasure then licks your hand with its small pink tongue.
You praise Damiza.
Damiza asks, Who is Sir Niknstauk?
Cambin exclaims to Damiza, Oh, that's a brilliant idea!
You exclaim in a Rakash accent, He is!
You point at a colossal honey badger.
You beam!
Damiza says, I tried adding my beans but unfortunately it was too advanced for Elleanor.
Damiza says, Oh, Elleapoor I mean.
Damiza ponders.
Damiza says, I kinda like Elleanor name better..
Damiza scratches her head.
Cambin nods at Damiza, obviously agreeing with her views.
A colossal honey badger sits down and scratches itself behind its ear.
Knight of Chaos Davrion just arrived.
You wave to Davrion.
Both your ears quickly flip forward, in the traditional Rakash greeting.
Cambin waves to Davrion.
Davrion waves to you.
Cambin exclaims, Greetings!
Davrion waves to Cambin.
Davrion waves to Damiza.
Damiza waves to Davrion.
Davrion quietly says, Ello all.
Damiza says, Hello.
You see Knight of Chaos Davrion Van'dahurst, Joustmaster, a Human.
Davrion has an angular face, pointed ears, stormy grey eyes and a straight nose. His brown hair is shoulder length and thick, and is worn shaved on the sides and pulled back into a ponytail. He has tanned skin and a massive build.
He is tall for a Human.
He appears to be venerable.
He has a tattoo of a seven-sided snowflake on his neck.
He has faint scuffing to the head.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a jet black damite armet shaped like a howling wolf's head, some burnished everdusk damite full plate embellished with scorpion diamonds, an effervescent eddy of honey-hued light captured by a sungold frame, a pair of burnished everdusk damite gauntlets embellished with scorpion diamonds and a white silk surcoat with the crest of the Paladins' Guild on the front.
You feel fully attuned to the mana streams again.
You exclaim to Davrion in a Rakash accent, Have you eaten? Damiza has sandwiches!
A colossal honey badger sits down and scratches itself behind its ear.
Damiza gets a buttery grilled cheese sandwich from inside her hitman's backpack.
Damiza offers Davrion a buttery grilled cheese sandwich.
Davrion quietly says, Just finished smelting all the ore from latest mining run.
Davrion chuckles.
You praise Davrion.
Damiza puts her sandwich in her hitman's backpack.
Davrion quietly says, Sorry missed it.
Davrion grins at Damiza.
Damiza gets a buttery grilled cheese sandwich from inside her hitman's backpack.
Damiza offers Davrion a buttery grilled cheese sandwich.
Davrion accepts Damiza's grilled cheese sandwich.
Davrion beams at Damiza!
Davrion takes a bite of the sandwich.
Davrion lets out a sigh of contentment.
You wistfully exclaim in a Rakash accent, Tekhelet's really good at smelting ore. Gets the heat just right. And the slack tub never boils over!
You gaze off into the distance blankly.
You focus your senses, seeking your beloved, but feel only a sense of loneliness.
Davrion quietly says, Him and I will have to exchange forging notes one day.
Damiza says, I've not seen him in... a very long time.
You nod to Davrion.
Cambin says, As I was telling Nawain, I saw him yesterday at the Shard town hall meeting.
Damiza nods.
You get a muracite compass set with a single demantoid garnet leaf from inside your watersilk bag.
A colossal honey badger scampers over to you and nuzzles your ankle.
Davrion quietly says, I don't go to Shard much, too many rude people so i end up in jail for murder.
Davrion chuckles.
Cambin laughs!
Damiza says, I've never encountered any rude people in Shard.
Damiza ponders.
Cambin asks, If you want to avoid rude people,you have to go where there are no people. Aesry, maybe?
Damiza hisses at Cambin.
Davrion quietly says, Grin camb.
(Nawain fiddles with a small, tarnished compass, lining up the marks and turning her head to gaze the direction they indicate with a frown.)
Davrion grins at Cambin.
A colossal honey badger sits down and scratches itself behind its ear.
Cambin asks, Ok, not Aesry. Ratha?
You say in a Rakash accent, Siksraja! No rude people in Siksraja.
You put your compass in your bitterweave longcoat.
You slowly and deliberately empty your filled lungs.
You stretch your arms. Feels great!
Damiza says, That's because I rarely ever see people in Siksraja.
You nod to Damiza.
You say in a Rakash accent, It's nice.
You say in a Rakash accent, People who aren't suppose to be there.. Aren't.
Davrion quietly says, Never been there myself.
Damiza says, I hunt over near there.
Damiza nods.
You exclaim in a Rakash accent, Oh, you should!
You beam!
Cambin says, It's quite nice. Excellent bakery.
Damiza says, It's also where I get my paper.
Cambin nods to Damiza.
You say in a Rakash accent, You should all come visit our retreat! It's at the very end of the path. The one with the hot pool next to it.
Damiza nods.
Davrion quietly says, Most definitely. would enjoy meeting your pack.
You beam!
A colossal honey badger chitters and scampers playfully around your legs.
Davrion takes a bite of the sandwich.
You say in a Rakash accent, They're amazing! You'll love them. Good people.
Damiza grins at you.
Damiza touches Davrion and smiles wide, an odd but eager glint sparkling in her eyes.
You wag your tail enthusiastically!
Damiza chirrs contentedly to herself, her tail undulating gently back and forth.
You exclaim in a Rakash accent, And they'll love you!
Damiza beams at you! What a warm feeling!
Damiza says, Awesome cause I'd love me.
Damiza is hugging herself.
Davrion quietly says, My thanks, got hit in the head with a falling rock wall while mining.
A colossal honey badger curls itself into a small, furry ball and falls asleep.
Davrion grins at Damiza.
Damiza says, Healing these days become more of a habit than training ritual anymore.
Damiza says, It feels.... weird.
You glance at Damiza, a female S'Kra Mur.
Cambin says, A rock to the head is lucky. I got killed by a spirit dancer while mining the other day. I was distracted.
Davrion quietly says, I swear i get injured more mining than fighting nowadays.
Davrion pats Cambin on the back.
Davrion takes a bite of the sandwich.
You frown at Cambin.
Cambin peers quizzically at you.
Davrion quietly says, One cast of smite horde and no more dancers.
Davrion grins at Cambin.
You exclaim to Cambin in a Rakash accent, Be careful!
You elbow Cambin in the ribs in a playful sort of way.
Cambin exclaims, I'll try!
Davrion quietly asks you, Did you ever get that missive written for Tek?
You nod to Cambin.
Damiza asks, What's an astrolabe?
Davrion quietly asks, Moonie toy isn't it?
You ask Davrion in a Rakash accent, Well, I used a writing slate, like Ophi encouraged me too. And... And he's responded, but I haven't read it. I'm sort of afraid to. But... But I think I might want to write him a letter, too?
You exclaim to Damiza in a Rakash accent, For luck!
[You are aboard the Gnautical Fortress which is afloat in The Faldesu River facing north and is moored to the Middle Desu pier.]
[The Gnautical Fortress, Fore Waist] (**)
A mast rises amidship, standing tall from the deck amidst a maze of sheets and shrouds. Brass cleats are securely mounted along the top of both the starboard and port bulwark.
You also see a sleeping honey badger (prone), a tiny teacup pig, an adorable snow-white husky puppy with enormous crystal blue eyes, the main upper topsail, the main lower topsail, the main course and the main mast.
Also here: Knight of Chaos Davrion, Serial Killer Damiza and Cambin.
Ship paths: forward, aft.
Nearby in the water you see: Serenity (close: south), the Maelstrom (adjacent), the Skegikmewr (close: south), Rolling Thunder (close: south), Dragon's Last Dance (very far: south), the Star's Grace (adjacent), Treasure Seeker (adjacent), Mazrian's Last Dance (adjacent), the Maiden's Kiss (adjacent), the Bloodworm Comet (close: south), the White Water Paladin (close: south), the Black Storm (close: south), a sleek dark-wood cutter with crimson sails named the Midnight Ruby (close: south), the North Road Ferry dock (very far: south), the south bank (adjacent: south), the north bank (adjacent: north), Riverhaven (somewhat far: north), the Greater Fist (just over the horizon: south), the Middle Desu pier (adjacent), the Desu pier (close: south).
Damiza nods.
Davrion quietly says, If you write him a letter i will personally deliver it.
Damiza gets a black-bordered parchment from inside her stationery kit.
(Nawain looks distinctly sad every time she thinks about Tekhelet, which appears to be often.)
Damiza offers you a black-bordered parchment. Enter ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.
You accept Damiza's offer and are now holding a black-bordered parchment.
A black-bordered parchment is blank, there's nothing to read.
You nod to Damiza.
Damiza gets a feather quill from inside her stationery kit.
Damiza offers you a feather quill. Enter ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.
You accept Damiza's offer and are now holding a feather quill.
Davrion takes a bite of the sandwich.
You observe a black-bordered parchment with fascination.
You slowly and deliberately empty your filled lungs.
You say in a Rakash accent, I should probably read what he wrote first. Gods, I'm such a coward.
A tiny murder crow hops on your shoulder, ruffling its feathers quickly before settling down.
You quietly say in a Rakash accent, It's going to break my heart if he says.. I mean, if he's...
You sigh.
Cambin says to you, You're understandably anxious about it.
Davrion quietly says to Damiza, How have you been? last I saw you was the team tourney i think.
Davrion grins at Damiza.
Cambin says to you, But I'm sure it's fine.
Damiza says to Davrion, Yeah. Unfortunately the last tournament for me didn't pan out so well. Kinda blame myself for that in a way.
You nod.
You put your parchment in your slender rugursora.
Damiza says, Given the severe mind fog I was experiencing.
You get a ka'hurst writing slate from inside your uzil pack.
You take in a great breath of air.
You slowly and deliberately empty your filled lungs.
The slate reads, Rans Elfa, your voice fans me like air a through dying fire. The hunt for you drives me without pause, guiding me by the moons like a wolf to its mate, and my love for you is a hunger that never fades.
Davrion quietly says to Damiza, Sorry to target you but you were the only threat.
You smile.
Damiza grins at Davrion.
(Nawain's eyes well with tears and she traces each word with a finger tip.)
Damiza says to Davrion, I love it when I'm the target. I know what it means.
Damiza flashes a wide grin.
Davrion grins at Damiza.
You kiss a ka'hurst writing slate!
Reaching towards your neck, you wrap your claws around your glaes locket and clutch it tightly.
Damiza grins at you.
You sigh.
You lean against the main mast.
Davrion takes a bite of the sandwich.
You sadly say in a Rakash accent, He won't stop until he finds me. I told him not to look, but... I didn't really expect him to stop, and he won't.
Damiza nods.
You show Cambin your writing slate.
Davrion quietly says, Then he's doing as he should as a good mate.
Davrion smiles at you.
You show Davrion your writing slate.
You sigh.
You nod.
You show Damiza your writing slate.
Davrion rubs you gently.
Damiza says, Oh wow... He's so poetic.
You say in a Rakash accent, I miss him so much. It's like drowning in silence.
Davrion takes a bite of the sandwich.
You put your slate in your uzil pack.
You get a black-bordered parchment from inside your slender rugursora.
Damiza says, Unfortunately I must take my leave to attend a meeting.
Davrion hugs Damiza, who wraps her arms around Davrion with a warm smile.
You hug Damiza who wraps her arms around you with a warm smile. A faint scent of dried blood clings to her scales.
Cambin hugs Damiza, who wraps her arms around Cambin with a warm smile.
Damiza says, That paper is the type that you can write what you want then write more later if you wanted to add more to it.
You nod to Damiza.
You say in a Rakash accent, Thank you.
Damiza hugs Davrion, who wraps his arms around Damiza with a warm smile.
Damiza hugs Cambin, who wraps his arms around Damiza with a warm smile.
Serial Killer Damiza moves aft.
A colossal honey badger uncurls itself and blinks sleepily at its surroundings before scrambling to its feet.
A tiny teacup pig trots off.
Davrion quietly asks, What guild is Tek out of curiosity?
You say in a Rakash accent, Warrior Mage.
An adorable snow-white husky puppy with enormous crystal blue eyes stares alertly off into the distance then suddenly charges out of view.
You put your parchment in your slender rugursora.
ou say in a Rakash accent, And a very good one.
You nod.
Davrion grins at you.
Cambin asks, Hardly ever sets himself on fire?
Cambin grins.
You say in a Rakash accent, Sets himself on fire often! But it doesn't hurt.
You grin.
Cambin laughs!
Davrion quietly says, I don't know many mages well.
A colossal honey badger curls itself into a small, furry ball and falls asleep.
Cambin asks, Salvitoriel I think, maybe?
Cambin says, Can never remember.
You ask in a Rakash accent, Tirost? Saragos?
A sleeping honey badger gives a sudden start, leaping to its feet.
A colossal honey badger scampers over to you and nuzzles your ankle.
Davrion quietly says, Have met Tirost in battle and Saragos as well. Salvi not so much other than cemetary spars watching him.
You gently stroke your badger. It chitters with pleasure then licks your hand with its small pink tongue.
Cambin nods.
You pick up a colossal honey badger.
You give your badger a gentle hug. It chitters happily and nuzzles your hand in return.
You put your badger in your hollow log.
You close your hollow log.
Davrion quietly says, Tirost was actually on my tourney team last time.
You exclaim in a Rakash accent, He's pretty good!
You say in a Rakash accent, Tek and I want to start learning from him. How to spar better.
Davrion quietly says, One of the best for sure. very good at keeping himself at range.
You say in a Rakash accent, We were learning from Mazrian, but he sorta.. Well. He's not so much around very often.
You say in a Rakash accent, And Woten.
You nod to Davrion.
Davrion quietly says, On paper Tirost should be little to no challenge for me but in practice it's a different story due to his skill.
You nod to Davrion.
You begin to mope around, feeling very sorry for yourself.
Davrion pats you on the back.
You put your quill in your slender rugursora.
You sniff the air around you.
You sniff the air, detecting the faint scent of gingerbread clinging to Cambin's skin.
You say to Cambin in a Rakash accent, Was hoping I could smell him on you. Just a little bit.
You sigh.
Cambin says, Sorry. We didn't get that close to one another.
You wryly say to Cambin in a Rakash accent, I'm sure he wouldn't've appreciated a hug froma stranger.
Cambin smirks.
You whisper to Cambin, I. Uh. Those nightmares. I... I do see who it is. See their face. I do. And it... It doesn't make sense.
Cambin whispers, Dreams, especially nightmares, usually don't. I'm sure it's just the stress of your situation.
(Nawain watches clouds scuttle overhead as she inspects the ropes on the nearest cleats.)
You whisper to Cambin, B-but... Mph. I'm sure you're right.
You glance at Cambin, a male Elf.
You glance at Davrion, a male Human.
Davrion grins at you.
Davrion quietly says, Best to be ready at all times.
You nod in agreement.
You smile.
Cambin says, Agreed.
You exclaim in a Rakash accent, Always good to be ready. You never know when your fiance might sneak up and whack you upside the head!
You tickle Davrion.
You giggle.
Davrion grins at you.
Davrion quietly says, Makes life interesting.
Davrion quietly says, I know how much she absolutely loves random IP's as well.
Davrion chuckles.
You grin.
Cambin grins.
Davrion quietly says, Had a fun little spar yesterday at the cemetary. barb, thief, trader, and bard against me.
Davrion grins.
You ask in a Rakash accent, All against you?
You laugh!
Davrion quietly says, Aye.
You giggle.
You ask in a Rakash accent, Did you crush them?
Cambin asks, How'd they fare?
Cambin grins at you.
You grin at Cambin.
You hold out a hand towards Cambin for a highfive.
Cambin raises his hand and highfives you!
Davrion quietly says, I only circled and shoved so as not to hurt them. took them a while to finally drop me.
Davrion chuckles.
You feel fully attuned to the mana streams again.
You exclaim in a Rakash accent, Awww, such a good teacher!
You praise Davrion.
Cambin nods.
Davrion quietly says, They did quite well honestly. eventually got the teamwork down and then it was over.
You beam!
You exclaim in a Rakash accent, Good for them!
Cambin nods in agreement.
Davrion quietly says, Was fun for me as well seeing how long i could hold out.
Davrion grins.
Cambin grins.
You nod to Davrion.
Davrion quietly says, I was quite impressed with both the Barbarian and the Bard.
Cambin says, Ugh. Sorry all, have to run for a bit. I'll see you all again soon.
You ask in a Rakash accent, Was this Wyvern Trials?
You leave the group.
You nod to Cambin.
Cambin waves.
Cambin moves aft.
Davrion quietly says, Natarian, Nvalia, Anino, and can't remember thiefs name.
Davrion quietly says, Nope just at the cemetary.
(Nawain watches where Cambin went with a curious expression, then nods to you.)
You say in a Rakash accent, Harder to keep people alive out there.
Davrion nods to you.
You exclaim in a Rakash accent, I suppose that's why it's a cemetary!
You giggle.
Davrion quietly says, Is why i didn't attack.
You nod to Davrion.
Davrion begins to lecture you on the proper usage of the Holy Magic skill.
You begin to listen to Davrion teach the Holy Magic skill.
You beam at Davrion!
(Context note: Continues with Davrion's Offer)