The Wandering Inn had these quiet days. When all that occurred were\u2026small things. Not unimportant things, but days when you could obsess over things like\u2014nails.<\/p>\n
\u201cCopper nails, Belgrade. I told you, it\u2019s a thing.\u201d<\/p>\n
Erin stood with Belgrade and Lyonette and Octavia, measuring out a new building that would connect to the inn. The Antinium Worker paused.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut iron has a higher tensile strength, Erin. Surely, the inn should be constructed with the maximum durability possible. Also, I would very much like to discuss the floor trap\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo traps.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n Octavia and Lyonette chorused. Erin hugged Belgrade with one arm.<\/p>\n \u201cNo traps.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut if there is<\/em> an emergency, you, as the most important person in the inn, should have defenses. It would not be hard to stabilize a pitfall trap that would collapse Miss Octavia\u2019s shop. And\u2014I calculated this last night\u2014the explosion from all the alchemical ingredients would most likely vaporize even a Gold-rank intruder.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd me!\u201d<\/p>\n The [Alchemist] objected to this plan. Belgrade stared at her.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, in my hypothetical breaching scenario, you are already dead, Miss Cotton. The invaders would have invaded your shop and you would have put up a valiant defense.\u201d<\/p>\n Octavia opened her mouth, but Erin turned to Belgrade.<\/p>\n \u201cLet\u2019s just focus on the shop, m\u2019kay, Belgrade? Can you make it the size Octavia wants? And with the barricades and stuff?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTo dive behind. And separate areas just in case I uh, make a mistake and need to quarantine. It\u2019s actually great that it\u2019ll be part of Erin\u2019s inn.\u201d<\/p>\n The Stitch-girl nodded. Belgrade sighed. The [Trapsetter Tactician]\u2014his new class, which he was very proud of\u2014drooped, or his antennae did.<\/p>\n \u201cI suppose we can lay out this shop. And add traps later.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGood. And by the way, you still have to see the garden. Um\u2014maybe it\u2019d be better if Anand and Pawn came too. Or\u2014is it better alone? With all the Antinium?\u201d<\/p>\n Erin hesitated. She now knew what effect the garden would have. Or at least, the hill. Belgrade paused.<\/p>\n \u201cI am looking forwards to considering the strategic implications of the hill for a prolonged siege. And I regret that I only have a few fortifications prepared since I did not know of the hill\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n Erin saw Lyonette give her a despairing look. But that was Belgrade, and Erin smiled.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll show you later. But maybe not the hill just yet? We\u2019ll see. Uh, so, about the shop\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI want bigger display shelves! And a sign! Octavia\u2019s Stitchworks!<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOoh. Rigged to fall on intruders?\u201d<\/p>\n The [Innkeeper] gave up and laughed. But as she and Lyonette restrained Belgrade\u2019s tendencies to trap anything and everything, Erin checked the sun.<\/p>\n \u201cWait! Chess break! Sorry, let\u2019s take thirty minutes off!\u201d<\/p>\n Belgrade looked sharply at Erin and then nodded eagerly. But to his disappointment, the chess wasn\u2019t for him. Erin apologized profusely and promised to make it up to him. And she would.<\/p>\n But she had a special amount of time reserved these days. For chess. Well, Erin had always done that, but now she was coordinating it. It was just an hour or less each day, maybe twice at night. Three times if you did an early morning game just to wake up.<\/p>\n Erin didn\u2019t have a problem. Other people had a problem and that was that they didn\u2019t play chess. But Erin did breathe and live the game. People forgot that about her, because it didn\u2019t define all of her.<\/p>\n Yet she did love it.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n \u2014\u2014<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n The game during Erin\u2019s chess break was slow, methodical, and had gone into a draw. Which was normal at the level Erin played at. It had involved her and her opponent grinding at each other.<\/p>\n Erin had won the game of Go.<\/em> That was on the second board. She was, in fact, playing on both magical boards at once. The ghostly pieces shimmered as she rearranged them and smiled.<\/p>\n Her opponent was good. Very good. But Erin had experience, the theories of her world to draw upon, and, most of all, a passion for board games. She improved, studying new theories and playing Belgrade, Anand, or Olesm.<\/p>\n Even Bird; he had memorized every single chess opening she knew of. He wasn\u2019t just quirky, but scarily good at recreating immortal games piece-for-piece when he wanted to. Which meant, of course, that he could instantly recall a counter to a move if he saw it on the board.<\/p>\n But Erin\u2019s mysterious opponent was the best player of all. Erin was still the better player by a bit, but her impression was that while playing against each other had raised both of their skill levels, her opponent was growing faster.<\/p>\n It was a bit of an infuriating, happy feeling. Because Erin wanted to be the best. And yet\u2014what good was it being alone at the top?<\/p>\n Erin Solstice paused as she cleared the boards. Both boards of chess and go. It was fun, playing two different games at once. She paused, with her hands on a few of the go stones, and then she began placing them on the board.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n gg!<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n It was a message, written in go stones. A bit hard to read, but Erin and her opponent had both learned to visualize the letters. And\u2014yes. The reply came back in moments, spelled out in go stones.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n gd victry<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n The spelling was atrocious, and the words shorthand, much like texting, because both players had to laboriously spell out each word on the board, sometimes with both chessboard and go board. Erin was a lot faster at it than her opponent; stuff like \u2018gg\u2019, short for \u2018good game\u2019, was intuitive to her from online chess chat rooms. Her opponent?<\/p>\n No. But they were talking<\/em>. Erin went on, spelling out a message. They\u2019d begun playing at the set time, without chatting\u2014she sort of wished she had a chat bar she could type in.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n hy! hw r u tday?<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n A pause. Erin tried to imagine her opponent, who was often meticulous and careful in their plays\u2014and would capitalize on a mistake with ruthless aggression\u2014pondering their reply.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n nt bd. u?<\/em><\/p>\n slw dy. hw abt gm chss? spd? 5-sc?<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n Erin had to erase her sentences one by one and respell them, but it really was getting intuitive. Instantly, the reply came.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n ys.<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n In the nuance as Erin understood it, she had inquired a brief question as to her opponent\u2019s wellbeing, and they had replied with a positive but bland affirmative. Then she had stated it was a \u2018slow day\u2019 and offered to play a game of chess. Namely, speed-chess, with 5 seconds per move.<\/p>\n And her opponent had said yes. So that is what they did. Erin reset her board, took the white pieces, and began with the Dutch Attack, or Bird\u2019s Opening. Bird, the Worker, did love it so.<\/p>\n The game was fast and aggressive. Erin wasn\u2019t a huge<\/em> fan of speed chess; she didn\u2019t like the speed and how you could get caught up in the rhythm. But she\u2019d begun practicing it because Belgrade, Anand, and Bird could smash Erin one game out of four in it. Not because they were at her level yet, but because they had sharp, sharp<\/em> analytical skills under pressure.<\/p>\n And her opponent was no worse. The chess pieces moved fast as Erin and her opponent did the chess-equivalent of beating each other with hammers. In the end, Erin threw up her hands.<\/p>\n \u201cDamn!<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n She was genuinely frustrated. Because she\u2019d lost due to a careless move of her knight\u2014she hadn\u2019t spotted how in two moves it could turn into an unavoidable loss of a piece. She glowered at the board as she sat in place.<\/p>\n \u201cDamn, drat, darn\u2014uh, dingus\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n The [Innkeeper] cursed mildly. Behind Erin, the garden door slowly closed. Ekirra, Mrsha, and Visma, who\u2019d been playing and about to jump at Erin and surprise her, closed the door. Mrsha took her paws off Ekirra\u2019s ears, and Visma took her claws off her earholes. They looked at each other. Ekirra opened his mouth.<\/p>\n \u201cDamn!<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n \u2014\u2014<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n More chess-texting after that. Erin silently tapped her knight on the board and then spelled out\u2014<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n gg! noice mves!<\/em><\/p>\n have tme fr anther?<\/em><\/p>\n y! : )<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n Erin wanted revenge. She didn\u2019t get it. The second game of speed-chess was a draw. She sighed, but then began to write.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n no tme mre gmes.<\/em><\/p>\n too bd. do u knw mre chss gmes?<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n Erin nodded. She chewed her lip, and then spelled out carefully.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n u cn ply w\/6-side brd! hexagon! is fun!<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n She had no idea if her opponent understood that. There was a pause.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n hexagon brd?<\/em><\/p>\n yus!<\/em><\/p>\n intrstng. may make. Snd to u?<\/em><\/p>\n no! 2 expnsive!<\/em><\/p>\n is ok. hve money.<\/em><\/p>\n oo! r u advtrer?<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n A pause. Erin had asked a question like this before.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n once.<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n And the answer made her sit forwards. Excitedly.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n wow! mnstrs r scry!<\/em><\/p>\n ys.<\/em><\/p>\n do u hte mnsters 2?<\/em><\/p>\n nt a fn. evr c Crelers?<\/em><\/p>\n : \/<\/em><\/p>\n ?<\/em><\/p>\n ys! evil! adult bad!<\/em><\/p>\n adult? you met?<\/em><\/p>\n frnds. : (<\/em><\/p>\n : (<\/em><\/p>\n Bt surved~!<\/em><\/p>\n : ) elder wrse<\/em><\/p>\n O_O<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n It was short, their chats after a game. Erin sensed her opponent was coyer than she. And\u2014they were picking up her shorthand, even her little faces, which she could actually spell out in the form of faces on the board.<\/p>\n \u201cErin! Break\u2019s over!\u201d<\/p>\n Lyonette called up the stairs. Erin sighed. Her hands moved quickly.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n gd cht! gtg, mking fd! ply tomrow sm tme?<\/em><\/p>\n of course<\/em><\/p>\n c u thn! <\/em>(\u2022\u25e1\u2022) \/<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n And then Erin Solstice got up and went back to work. In the Garden of Sanctuary, Ekirra ran around shouting his new favorite word. Apista drank from the ordinary flowers, and Visma and Mrsha collected their favorite flowers, talking about which ones they\u2019d put in Mrsha\u2019s <\/em>garden.<\/p>\n It was a quiet day, a good one. And Erin had had a good chat with her mysterious opponent. She still didn\u2019t know who they were, but she was getting to know them.<\/p>\n And she had no idea what consternation and chaos her words produced.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n \u2014\u2014<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n \u201cSee, that! What is that?\u201d<\/p>\n Niers Astoragon paced back and forth in front of the go board. He pointed at the little emoji Erin had left.<\/p>\n \u201cMm. Looks like a little person waving.\u201d<\/p>\n Foliana waved back. The Squirrel Beastkin was reclining in a hammock.<\/p>\n In her room. Foliana had multiple rooms, all devoted to herself. In this one she had a hammock she liked to rest in and eat food. The [Rogue] stared down at Niers Astoragon.<\/p>\n He\u2019d moved to playing in her room. Normally, Niers hated how Foliana would bother him, or even move his pieces for him, but he had tolerated, even demanded, her presence today. He turned his head to the Centauress kneeling on the magical grass beside her.<\/p>\n Foliana\u2019s room was much like Erin\u2019s garden, in that she\u2019d had grass, plants, even trees imported and then magically grown in her room, so she could perch on high branches overhead. Archmage Nailihuaile herself had been paid to enlarge the room\u2019s dimensions so this could take place, and Foliana sometimes sat on a branch high overhead. But that wasn\u2019t interesting, much less to Niers Astoragon, the Titan of Baleros at this moment.<\/p>\n \u201cLook at it, Foliana. Perorn. Do you think that\u2019s a female<\/em> hand writing that?\u201d<\/p>\n He turned to Perorn Sadiluc, known as Fleethoof, one of the foremost [Strategists] and commanders in the Forgotten Wing Company, one of the Four Great Companies of Baleros.<\/p>\n Perorn stared at Niers. And then she looked at Foliana.<\/p>\n \u201cIs this<\/em> what I was summoned here for?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMm. He\u2019s obsessed.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m just asking if you think it\u2019s a female player. The spelling looks neat.\u201d<\/p>\n Perorn, again, stared at Niers. She, again, looked at Foliana.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m leaving. This isn\u2019t my job, Niers.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHold on! I want your opinion!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJust ask!\u201d<\/p>\n Niers threw a chess piece at Perorn\u2019s head. It soared back towards the board as he shouted.<\/p>\n \u201cWhere\u2019s the delicacy in that? I\u2019m asking your opinion as a trusted confidant\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n The Centauress trotted off, shaking her head.<\/p>\n \u201cMm. Pathetic.\u201d<\/p>\n Foliana rolled around in her hammock and dropped over the side. She landed flat on the ground and stared sideways at Niers.<\/p>\n \u201cIs this really the Titan of Baleros? Niers Astoragon, get ahold of yourself. Mm. You\u2019re disgraceful. Like your first love.\u201d<\/p>\n Niers colored.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m asking<\/em> so I don\u2019t make an ass of myself like with Lord Belchaus! He<\/em> had feminine handwriting!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJust ask. Or pay those Brothers. The criminals. With money to find out.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat if they lie? Or she lies? Anyways, the Gentleman Callers are not<\/em> being cooperative. Foliana, think about it tactically. You have to gather as much information as possible. I could <\/em>ask, but I\u2019m overplaying my hand\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n Three-Color Stalker rolled her eyes. And then she rolled over and smooshed<\/em> Niers. She heard a furious shout as she lay on him. But the Titan of Baleros was far from dead. It took more than that to kill a Fraerling.<\/p>\n \u201cPathetic. Mm.\u201d<\/p>\n Foliana stared up at the sky. At last, Niers crawled out from under her.<\/p>\n \u201cI could have severed your spine with my sword.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMm. You should have gone with your students.\u201d<\/p>\n The Titan paused as he adjusted his clothing.<\/p>\n \u201cI have my duties. This is just\u2014fun. And I\u2019d like it to continue being so.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhere are they now?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMy duties?\u201d<\/p>\n Foliana sighed as Niers walked up her side and stopped so he could glare down at her face.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, the children.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAt sea. Not all of them went, you know. I\u2019m still teaching my summer classes.\u201d<\/p>\n The Squirrel-woman nodded. She sat up and Niers swore as he swung himself up onto her shoulder. She looked at him.<\/p>\n \u201cWell?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, what?<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWho went?\u201d<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n \u2014\u2014<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n Umina and Marian sat in her little dorm room and began packing Umina\u2019s possessions. She was moving out.<\/p>\n \u201cIt really was kind of Wil to let you use his quarters while he\u2019s gone.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, he did pay for the lease. And his rooms are like, four times my size. But yes. I\u2019ll give him something when he comes back.\u201d<\/p>\n Marian sighed. She and Umina were in Elvallian, the capital of the Forgotten Wing Company. The Centauress folded one of Umina\u2019s pairs of leggings; the Lizardgirl stuffed her clothes into a bag.<\/p>\n \u201cI wish I\u2019d gone. Do you regret not going, Umina? Or\u2014did Wil ask you?\u201d<\/p>\n The Centauress [Strategist] looked sideways at Umina. The Lizardgirl paused.<\/p>\n \u201cWil asked me, but I turned him down. It\u2019s his secret, and I want to keep taking classes during the summer. I can\u2019t spend a month or two at sea. Plus, I have things to do in Baleros.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHm.\u201d<\/p>\n Marian sighed. Umina looked at her.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy\u2019d you turn him down?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI can\u2019t swim.\u201d<\/p>\n Umina dropped a tunic in her bags and turned to Marian, surprised.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat? But we were on a ship in Daquin. And I remember you treading water in the harbor.\u201d<\/p>\n The Centauress tossed her head impatiently and stamped a hoof.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I can float<\/em>. But Centaurs aren\u2019t great swimmers! Too awkward. And I\u2019d die in a wooden box if I had to live there for a month.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHuh. I guess that\u2019s why Centaurs don\u2019t appear on other continents that much. You get seasick?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou have no idea. You should have gone, though.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMm.\u201d<\/p>\n Umina mimicked Foliana as she quietly packed the rest of her things. Then she hoisted her bags.<\/p>\n \u201cReady to move into Wil\u2019s place! You think he left it a dump?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDoubt it. He\u2019s neat. Yerranola <\/em>on the other hand\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n The two shuddered. The Selphid had been one of the students willing to go with Wil on his great adventure. In fact, a number of students had gone, many from the special class. Their absence was felt and Umina privately thought Marian was lonely since she didn\u2019t have Venaz to verbally spar with.<\/p>\n But they\u2019d be back. They were going on a ship to look for underwater treasure. That had something to do with Wil\u2019s question, although he had been very secretive about the trip.<\/p>\n Venaz and Yerranola had been less so, which was why Umina and Marian knew more than they should have. The others were a week out at sea already.<\/p>\n As the Lizardgirl kicked open the door, she turned to Marian with a sudden thought.<\/p>\n \u201cFunny. I know Peki and Merrik are alright. You know, for the officer corps, and they\u2019re fun to be around and good in a fight. But I\u2019m still surprised they went with Wil and the others. Well, at least Peki.\u201d<\/p>\n Marian blinked as she took the rest of Umina\u2019s bags on her back and shoulders.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy\u2019s that?\u201d<\/p>\n Umina paused.<\/p>\n \u201cWell\u2026I\u2019m pretty sure Peki can\u2019t swim either.\u201d<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n \u2014\u2014<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n \u201cMan overboard!<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGaruda! Garuda, and she\u2019s female, you idiot!<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHold on! Another wave\u2019s coming! Dead gods. It\u2019s\u2014<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n At sea, a wave struck the Emerald Signet,<\/em> and the galleon rolled <\/em>with the impact. It didn\u2019t flip over, but the impact nearly sent the braced crew and passengers flying.<\/p>\n They were above decks. Which was a really stupid<\/em> idea in a storm, but this one had rolled in fast.<\/em> And the gale-force winds and rain had knocked one of the passengers into the water.<\/p>\n \u201cPeki!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n Merrik howled. The Dwarf [War Leader] clung to the railings of the ship, staring over the port side as the seas raged around him. He could see Peki, her bright purple-and-green feathers a flash of color in the raging surf. But the waves were tossing the ship about and she was struggling in the water.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m coming!\u201d<\/p>\n The Dwarf began to try to jump over the railings, but someone grabbed him. Two people, actually.<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t you dare, you idiot! Let one of the [Sailors] do it! She\u2019ll be fine so long as she keeps her head above water!\u201d<\/p>\n Yerranola bellowed in Merrik\u2019s ear. The Selphid was wearing a Dullahan\u2019s body, with the head sewn onto the body. The last impact had knocked it ajar, and the head wobbled<\/em> as she fought to keep it on\u2014and keep Merrik from diving in.<\/p>\n Feshi had Merrik\u2019s other side. The Gnoll [Strategist]\u2019s teeth were bared and her fur was soaked. Merrik fought both of them.<\/p>\n \u201cLet go of me, you idiots! She can\u2019t wait! Peki can\u2019t swim!\u201d<\/p>\n Indeed, the feathery shape was thrashing about in the water. It looked like Peki was trying to punch and kick<\/em> her way out of the water, and only that was keeping her from going under, but she definitely did not know how to just tread normally.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you mean, she can\u2019t swim? <\/em>We\u2019re at sea on a ship!<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n Yerranola stared at Merrik in horror. The Dwarf shouted back.<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019s a damn bird!<\/em> She\u2019s got feathers and flies about and comes from Chandrar! Of course she can\u2019t swim!<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll get the captain!\u201d<\/p>\n Feshi shouted. She began making her way down the heaving deck. The [Captain] was bellowing orders as he kept the ship moving. He\u2019d seen Peki go down and was trying to make for her, but he clearly thought he had time.<\/p>\n Feshi tried to run, but the heaving deck was impossible for her to move quickly on; she had to clutch the railing, unlike the [Storm Sailors] who dashed about the slippery deck unimpeded.<\/p>\n \u201cYou idiots!<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n A Minotaur\u2019s bellow cut through even the storm\u2019s howling. Venaz, braced at the railing, turned. His eyes, normally white with dark yellow and brown irises, began to turn red. He dashed to the railing and a young man ran with him.<\/p>\n Wil Kallinad and Venaz reached Merrik and Yerranola. Unlike the others, they moved with some ease on the decks. Both had experience on ships and they\u2019d been trying to get their companions below decks. Now, Venaz swore as he saw Peki in the distance.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s you and me, Kallinad! Get some ropes and we\u2019ll dive in! When we grab her, pull us back up! Find me some rope, Yerra, and\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ve got her!\u201d<\/p>\n Merrik watched in shock as Wil Kallinad, the young Terandrian [Strategist] and [Lord] from House Kallinad, ran towards the railing and dove over it, into the waters.<\/p>\n \u201cDead gods! Wil!<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n Yerranola shouted at her friend, but Wil appeared almost instantly. He swam through the huge waves, making towards Peki.<\/p>\n Fair play to the Garuda, she hadn\u2019t stopped thrashing about. She couldn\u2019t swim, but she was learning\u2014and fast. But her wet feathers and inexperience would have swept her under with the next crashing wave. She stopped as she saw Wil racing towards her and thrust out a hand.<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s got her! Toss the ropes!<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n Venaz had found a [Sailor]. They threw a rope as Wil began to swim backwards. Feshi stared as the two seized the rope and were dragged aboard.<\/p>\n \u201cSelphid\u2019s tits! He swims like a fish!\u201d<\/p>\n Merrik exclaimed as he hurried over to Peki and Wil, both dripping with saltwater. Venaz shrugged.<\/p>\n \u201cBah, I could do the same. Wil\u2019s a coastal [Lord]. When I<\/em> was a boy in the Isles of Minos, I swam\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n Venaz\u2019s reply was cut off by a roar from the bow of the ship.<\/p>\n \u201cEveryone below decks! There\u2019s a titan of a wave coming! Move your worthless legs!<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n Feshi, Venaz, Yerranola, Merrik, Wil, and Peki, all ran for it. They were six [Strategists], prodigies who\u2019d studied at the Titan\u2019s academy by merit of their talents. And that meant they listened<\/em> when an expert shouted like that. Especially at sea.<\/p>\n \u201cDead gods!<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n Feshi howled and pointed. A massive wave was coming straight for the ship. The [Storm Captain] was taking them right towards it.<\/p>\n \u201cWe\u2019re going to go under!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo! Everybody brace!\u201d<\/p>\n From the bow of the ship, the [Captain] roared as the colossal wave began to break on the ship.<\/p>\n \u201c[Wavebreaker\u2019s Advance]!<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n The ship shot forwards. It smashed through<\/em> the wave as the bow hit the wave and split the waters. The wave parted. For a moment the [Strategists] saw a terrifying sight of the waters on either side rushing past as the ship sailed through the gap. Then they were through, and the wave, split in two, began to collapse with a roar.<\/p>\n The [Storm Sailors] cheered as the [Strategists] stared ahead. The [Captain] shouted them down; there were more waves to come. But they\u2019d made it. As the six students headed below decks, Peki threw up some water.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n \u2014\u2014<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n \u201cDead gods. What was that?\u201d<\/p>\n A few hours later, the six emerged above decks to find an exhausted crew, and clear skies. The ocean was still, and but for the water which had soaked the decks, and their memory of it, the students wouldn\u2019t have known there\u2019d been a storm.<\/p>\n \u201cSummer storm. Mild, as it goes. Sorry about your friend. We thought you lot\u2019d know how to at least swim.\u201d<\/p>\n Captain Lasc, a tall man with two glinting eyes, a long cutlass, and a tattoo that looked like a magical rune on the back of his left hand, greeted the passengers. He looked tired, but the salt and water couldn\u2019t drown out the intensity in his eyes and manner. He brusquely nodded to Peki.<\/p>\n \u201cI hate water.\u201d<\/p>\n The Garuda grumbled. Wil nodded.<\/p>\n \u201cWe didn\u2019t know either, Captain. We\u2019ll have to teach Peki. Thank you for your efforts! And that was a mild storm? I\u2019ve lived in Pheislant for almost all my life, but I can\u2019t remember a storm that bad, even when I was in some of the ships there!\u201d<\/p>\n Lasc grinned. He had two ruby teeth. Yes, ruby. <\/em>They glinted, shining like fire.<\/p>\n \u201cAh, well, for a landfolk such as yourself, Lord Kallinad, that\u2019s not a bad place to be. But sea storms aren\u2019t like the kind that make their way to land. This one was far from the worst, even for the summer. But don\u2019t fear. So long as the Emerald Signet has me and my crew on it, we\u2019ll be fine. [Storm Sailors] shower in storms like these.\u201d<\/p>\n Wil nodded, and thanked the Captain again. He did seem unfazed by the fury of the storm, but then\u2014it was his class.<\/p>\n Lasc was a [Storm Captain], one of the famous ship captains who braved storms, monsters, and pirates to deliver his cargo. Or in this case, passengers. They were what amounted to order on the seas, the untamed vastness that was larger than all the continents combined, and least settled.<\/p>\n \u201cWe ride through storms all the time. If worse comes to worst, I\u2019d battle a storm over a sea monster any day. But next time we\u2019ll have you below.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThank you, Captain.\u201d<\/p>\n Yerranola added her thanks with the others. She looked at Wil.<\/p>\n \u201cAnd you said this would be a safe trip! I thought it wasn\u2019t eventful, but here we are, a storm in the first week!\u201d<\/p>\n Lasc and Venaz both laughed. The [Captain] explained to the bemused Selphid.<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s not that eventful. You want eventful, Miss Selphid? Try meeting a Kraken at sea. Or a [Pirate] ship. Or worse\u2014a crew of the Drowned Folk.\u201d<\/p>\n He spat over the side of his ship and flicked his fingers. Sailors were a superstitious lot who believed in luck, and [Captains] were no exception. Yerranola noted some of the other [Sailors] copying Lasc.<\/p>\n \u201cWhich is worse? [Pirates], Drowned People, or monsters?\u201d<\/p>\n If [Storm Sailors] and their ships were the (mostly) lawful sort at sea, the rogue [Pirates] were the other main force. They preyed on merchants, sailors, and each other and had little to no laws.<\/p>\n They could be deadly crews, or a bunch of Lizardfolk in a rowboat. But Yerra had heard some had bounties that would make a Gold-rank adventurer blush, and that was for each member of the crew!<\/p>\n On the other hand, the Drowned Folk were something of an enigma, even to Yerranola. She knew they were half-fish, sometimes crabs, or eels, or any number of species that somehow turned ordinary races into the half-aquatic people of the sea. They seldom came to land, and they did not treat well with \u2018landfolk\u2019. Or even the other sea-goers. Drowned Folk fought [Pirates], [Pirates] fought them and [Sailors], and monsters ate everyone.<\/p>\n Lasc shrugged. He scowled as he indicated the water.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019d rather a storm over a monster, and a monster over a [Pirate] ship. But I can see two of \u2018em, and monsters are simple, usually. But Drowned Folk? Saltsucking bastards, the lot of \u2018em. If we don\u2019t see one of the Drowned Ships on this little errand, I\u2019ll be grateful for it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMaybe we might have been better hiring one of them. I hear they have underwater capabilities, which is what we need.\u201d<\/p>\n Venaz murmured. The Minotaur was unconcerned by the glare he got from the [Storm Captain]. Lasc gave him an evil eye, and then turned to Wil.<\/p>\n \u201cDrowned vessels can<\/em> sink beneath the waves. But you couldn\u2019t trust \u2018em, Lord Kallinad. Believe me, my crew and I can get most sunken treasures up\u2014least, the ones not guarded by monsters or something nasty.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYour crew and the Emerald Signet was the first I thought of, Captain Lasc. Please don\u2019t mind my companion.\u201d<\/p>\n The [Lord] elbowed Venaz. The Minotaur grunted, but held his tongue until Lasc moved away. Then the [Strategists] turned into a huddle.<\/p>\n \u201cGrandfather\u2019s hammers, Peki! Why didn\u2019t you tell us you couldn\u2019t swim?\u201d<\/p>\n Yerra snapped at Peki. The Garuda [Martial Artist] and [Lieutenant] shrugged.<\/p>\n \u201cForgot.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cForgot?<\/em> We\u2019re at sea!<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI made it last time.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPeki\u2019s a bit daft. But what was that about you needling our [Captain], Venaz? He\u2019s been nothing but a good host. And Wil hired his ship, didn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHmf. I could have chartered us on a Minotaur ship.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd we\u2019d have had to wait and<\/em> pay over a third of whatever we pulled up, Venaz. We\u2019ve been over this.\u201d<\/p>\n Feshi growled, poking Venaz in the back. The saltwater was drying in her fur and she was not in the mood to debate. Venaz paused.<\/p>\n \u201cA Drowned Ship can sink. And they have magical shields. I\u2019ve seen them. This Captain Lasc is decent, for a Human. But he\u2019s only a [Storm Captain]. Wil, are you certain he\u2019s the best pick for our mission?\u201d<\/p>\n Wil wiped at his clothing, which was still drying. He looked around at the five other [Strategists]. They\u2019d all come with him, on his offer, and under his command. He nodded slowly to the ship.<\/p>\n \u201cTrust is a big thing on the sea, everyone. Captain Lasc has traded with Kallinad and we have a relationship. And that makes him the best pick. Not only that\u2014his crew has seen fighting. They\u2019re experienced. But trust is why I chose him. He won\u2019t betray us or slit our throats. And Minotaurs aside, I don\u2019t know if I\u2019d trust another group that much.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh.\u201d<\/p>\n Merrik nodded appreciatively, along with Feshi. They understood that. Venaz sighed.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll apologize to the man. But I\u2019m cooped up and bored. How long until we reach the first shipwreck, Wil?\u201d<\/p>\n The others shushed<\/em> Venaz instantly. Aside from Lasc and their group, no one was supposed to know the true purpose of their outing. And that was to locate and uncover the various shipwrecks Wil had been given by Niers Astoragon.<\/p>\n \u201cLet\u2019s head below decks to continue our conversation. I could freshen up and we\u2019re just in the way up here.\u201d<\/p>\n Wil carefully suggested, and the others agreed. They trooped down below decks.<\/p>\n It was rather pleasant in the Emerald Signet. For all it was a ship, and thus limited in space, it was a good one, and that meant there were magical amenities to make a sea voyage more tolerable.<\/p>\n There was space for games below decks\u2014the students had brought two chess and go boards and the [Sailors] had given up playing them, and the six had everything from a scrying orb to books, to a map to simulate war games with or argue about strategy.<\/p>\n They\u2019d been doing a lot of that, over convivial food and drinks, or watching the Wistram broadcasts. It was a bit cramped, and they were two to a room\u2014Yerra was bunking with Merrik, Wil with Venaz, and Peki with Feshi\u2014but those were only places to sleep. Now though, they squeezed into Wil and Venaz\u2019s room.<\/p>\n \u201cI hate water.\u201d<\/p>\n Peki announced as she sat on the top bunk. She didn\u2019t seem too disturbed by her near-drowning experience. Merrik threw one of Wil\u2019s pillows at her as he clambered up to sit up top.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy\u2019d you come, then, you featherbrained bird?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI want to see the Walled Cities. Before I go home to Pomle. And find treasure.\u201d<\/p>\n The Garuda stretched. Wil sighed as he looked around.<\/p>\n \u201cWe\u2019ll get there. And don\u2019t worry, Venaz. We\u2019re nearing the first site. We won\u2019t be at sea that<\/em> long.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI hope so. I have the Meeting of Tribes to attend, and the Professor is still teaching classes. You are sure we\u2019ll be back in time, Wil?\u201d<\/p>\n Feshi looked at Wil, and the others nodded. Wil was their expert logistician. He nodded; he\u2019d calculated their route and they were on schedule.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s a short trip. We visit the spots the Professor gave us, find anything worth finding, and then head to Izril to drop off Feshi. We should have time to visit Zeres and maybe even a few other Walled Cities\u2014and for Feshi to attend the Meeting of Tribes\u2014before we have to be back for fall classes.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA semester\u2019s seminar abroad. The rolling boat beneath my feet, some of the Professor\u2019s best students to keep my mind sharp, and the promise of adventure! Well, just the promise so far. If that\u2019s the worst the sea has, I needn\u2019t have brought my armor or my hammer.\u201d<\/p>\n Merrik sighed. Yerra gave him a sideways look.<\/p>\n \u201cMerrik, you do realize we\u2019ll be fighting at sea? What happens if you fall overboard like Peki?\u201d<\/p>\n The Dwarf snorted.<\/p>\n \u201cHah! I like water. And I can swim with armor on, unlike the rest of you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s so<\/em> un-Dwarflike.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShut it, Yerranola! All these damned stereotypes about Dwarves and half-Elves. I like swimming, and I like fishing. And I\u2019ll swim laps in my armor around you all\u2014except for Wil.\u201d<\/p>\n The Minotaur in the room was not about to let that slide. Venaz folded his arms and met Merrik\u2019s grinning gaze.<\/p>\n \u201cI can swim with an axe in one hand and fight underwater. Wil, what if we find\u2026something?\u201d<\/p>\n The room fell silent and Wil shivered. What if they found something? It was more than an outside chance. He\u2019d been given the location of a number of sunken shipwrecks by the Titan himself. Every location with a possible artifact of power or\u2026treasure.<\/em> It was not what Wil had asked for, but it was what he had wanted. He nodded around at the other [Strategists].<\/p>\n \u201cThen we play it by ear, Venaz. And like I said\u2014we split the loot.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou take first pick, Wil. You have the map, or locations or whatever, and you found the ship. We just helped pay for it. Well, some of us.\u201d<\/p>\n Yerra looked at Peki, who was destitute. The Garuda shrugged.<\/p>\n \u201cI just want to have an adventure<\/em>. Treasure aside! Why\u2019d you let us come, though, Wil? Because Umina and Marian turned you down?\u201d<\/p>\n Merrik exclaimed. Wil shook his head.<\/p>\n \u201cI had a short list. Marian and Umina were on it\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot Kissilt? How will we ever live without his soothing ambiance and sweet comments?\u201d<\/p>\n The others laughed. Wil went on, shaking his head.<\/p>\n \u201cUmina\u2019s a great swimmer and she\u2019s brilliant, but she didn\u2019t want to come. Marian would be an asset too, and she\u2019s a great shot, but she hates water and boats. But the rest of you all have something to offer, and Feshi\u2019s got a great cover reason for us to go, for instance.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cEven me,<\/em> Wil?\u201d<\/p>\n Yerra leaned over, batting her eyes. Wil smiled.<\/p>\n \u201cYerra, you\u2019re central to part of the plan.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m not?\u201d<\/p>\n The others exclaimed. Wil nodded to Yerra.<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019s a Selphid, so she can dive into the water longer than the rest of us. Captain Lasc has some [Divers] and waterbreathing artifacts on his ship, but a Selphid has utility.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAh.<\/em> So the rest of us?\u201d<\/p>\n Feshi grinned. Wil shrugged.<\/p>\n \u201cPeki and Merrik are good for fights. So is Venaz. Feshi, Yerra, and I can pull our weight. I don\u2019t anticipate violence, but\u2026Umina would have been our weakest combatant and she has that new belt.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAre you expecting a fight, Wil?\u201d<\/p>\n Venaz\u2019 eyes lit up at the prospect. Wil shook his head, but he was still cautious.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s the ocean. You never know what will come up. And [Pirate] attacks are no joke. Six [Strategists] and [Officers] plus a seasoned crew should deter them, but I wanted to be cautious.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPlus, if we pull up a Named-rank artifact, we\u2019ll have to guard it. Smart. Maybe beat up the crew.\u201d<\/p>\n Peki nodded. As always, her comments, few though they were, said what no one was willing to. Wil paused.<\/p>\n \u201cI trust Captain Lasc. But yes, Peki. If that happens we\u2019ll rely on you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOho. Possible mutinies, treasure, and attacks? I\u2019m glad I came.\u201d<\/p>\n Merrik\u2019s eyes shone. Feshi nodded.<\/p>\n \u201cWe won\u2019t let you down, Wil. And I hope to have something more to present to the Meeting of Tribes besides myself.\u201d<\/p>\n The Gnoll looked around. And everyone in the small cabin had the same feeling that had caught Wil\u2019s heart, that the Titan had seen in him.<\/p>\n Adventure.<\/em><\/p>\n \u201cThe Isles of Minos clash with [Pirates] and Drowned Men all the time. You chose the right second-in-command, Wil.\u201d<\/p>\n Venaz struck a fist to his chest. Instantly, the other [Strategists] glared at him. Yerra threw a pillow at Venaz.<\/p>\n \u201cSecond-in-command?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s right. Like Kallinad, I have experience in naval battles. I\u2019m a trained warrior\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd we\u2019re not? That\u2019s it, we\u2019re having this out, Venaz! You\u2019re just a [Strategist] and Peki and I\u2019ve seen battle!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ve probably seen more than you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPeki, drag him above decks! You can hit him after I break his horns!\u201d<\/p>\n The three were ready to brawl, but Wil shouted them down.<\/p>\n \u201cEnough! Or Captain Lasc will tie you to a rope and drag you behind the ship!\u201d<\/p>\n They quieted down. After a while, Feshi sighed.<\/p>\n \u201c\u2026Why does he have ruby teeth when it\u2019s called the Emerald<\/em> Signet?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMaybe emeralds are more expensive?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI bet it\u2019s an irony thing.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDid you see the spell-tattoo on his hand? I wonder what it does when he activates it.\u201d<\/p>\n The [Strategists] relaxed. Yerra stood up.<\/p>\n \u201cSo, anyone want to watch the scrying orb? How about a game of chess? Go?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll play you a game of Go. And put the scrying orb on. I want to see if Belchan falls within the week, or if Medain intervenes and launches a sneak-attack on Reim, as I predicted.\u201d<\/p>\n Venaz heaved himself up. The others headed out and Wil called at their backs.<\/p>\n \u201cWe should be nearing the first shipwreck soon. Tomorrow! Get some rest and don\u2019t drink too much!\u201d<\/p>\n They shouted acknowledgements and in good cheer, departed. For a moment, Wil was left alone. He paused, and then closed the door to his room. He put a chair under the handle, and then fished around in his bag of holding. Wil slowly unrolled a piece of paper.<\/p>\n On it, in the Titan\u2019s own, small handwriting, a list had been written. There were less than a dozen entries, but each one was\u2026Wil read in his cabin, his heart pumping with excitement. Not all were long entries, but each had coordinates, dates, and, most glorious of all, speculation<\/em>. The one they were approaching was halfway down the list.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n Anonymous cargo for Archmage Zelkyr. The trade ship (unknown) was ambushed by a pack of very hungry Reefeyes. I have no idea what\u2019s down there and the Archmage might have recovered it surreptitiously. Or it might have been a rare resource for him, some quarried stone. Or nothing.<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n Wil had not shared the details of each shipwreck with his classmates. He trusted them, but this information was his alone. And indeed, the scroll was protected against theft. No one but Wil and Niers would know where the shipwrecks were, and he had memorized all the details. It was coded to his touch; anyone else grabbing it would find the paper disintegrate in their hands.<\/p>\n Cargo for Archmage Zelkyr.<\/em> Two hundred years old, perhaps! And what might it be? It was the kind of thing that you made the very essence of stories out of.<\/p>\n It could be nothing. The first shipwreck didn\u2019t even have the Titan\u2019s speculation as to what it would be\u2014just that he knew something was down there. But not all of the shipwrecks were so enigmatic. One of them made Wil\u2019s heart thunder, the next destination on their travel.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n Gailenwright\u2019s Eye, the command-ship of the [Pirate Lord] Gazer, Gailenwright. Known as one of the more infamous vessels lost, and marked the end of the era of [Pirate Lords] around eight hundred years ago. The warship appeared during storms and fog and the Gazer crew would immobilize and destroy enemy ships in deadly ambushes with their superior optical abilities. It had a special hull, designed to repel magical attacks.<\/em><\/p>\n The ship and [Captain] were both lost in a full clash between an armada of the [Pirate Lord] and the Undersea Crews. The shifting battle took place during a storm and the Gailenwright (ship, not [Captain]) was said to be invisible to all scrying means. Because of this, locating the wreck has been difficult, but several survivors had rough estimates.<\/em><\/p>\n I sent two scouting vessels to ascertain the shipwrecks. They\u2019re down there, but my [Divers] both perished. Monsters of some kind inhabit the wrecks, but I\u2019m certain the Gailenwright, among other vessels, is hidden below.<\/em><\/p>\n Drowned Ships may have already plundered the vessel, but then again, even the Drowned Folk may have not been able to locate the Gailenwright. I myself only pieced it together with some extreme logistical guesses, and it took my scouts nearly a year to find. I never did put together an expedition to grab whatever was down there; my enemies would have probably stolen it on the way back, and the Iron Vanguard makes assembling a fleet impossible. Tread with caution.<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n An artifact owned by the [Pirate Lord]. Again, each site could have been plundered, or be something else. Or have been lost to monsters, or any number of things. But it was a chance. And there were more entries.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n Massive sunken naval armada. Unknown which particular event. Speculation: half-Elf empire? [Divers] saw something like their sigil before one got eaten. Also, beware of giant eels.<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n Monsters. No shipwreck was merely \u2018lost\u2019. Some had become the resting places of the ship and their crews because of what had downed them. Or\u2014what they had been carrying.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n Possible resting place of the Diamond Swords of Serept, a Kheltian treasure stolen from the nation of Khelt around two thousand years ago. The curse of the treasure or some magical trap, activated at sea. Possibly still active. All possible; don\u2019t get your hopes up. Also, don\u2019t take the swords. [Message] King Fetohep and negotiate if you find them. Curse may still be extant.<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n Will pored through the list. Nine entries. Nine possible treasures, some of artifacts of power, others mysteries. Each one might make him famous, or might end with his and the crew\u2019s death.<\/p>\n But either way, it would fulfill his dream of adventure. And\u2014the last entry was the most dramatic of all. It was a short note, but even the Titan\u2019s hand had trembled with excitement as he drafted the message to Wil.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n I believe this is the location of the last known Dragonship, the Skyflame\u2019s, resting spot. If it is\u2014salvage everything from the hull to mast. And make at full speed for the nearest port capital city. Watch your [Captain], even if they\u2019re the most trustworthy, if you pull anything big up, Wil.<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n If you find anything. If it was there\u2014Wil shivered. A Dragonship.<\/em> The very ships that had sailed in the ages when Dragons were still sighted, still known around the world. Not a ship made of Dragonhide, or bones. But a ship built by Dragons. Made for them.<\/p>\n All of that awaited. And Wil sat back, happy as he could have been. Friends and adventure, treasure and danger.<\/p>\n It was good to be at sea.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n \u2014\u2014<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n As the Emerald Signet sailed onwards, the watchful sailor on the crow\u2019s nest scouted for threats in every direction. But, keen-eyed though he was, he could not see far below the waters.<\/p>\n And that, of course, was where the greatest threats lurked. A ship moved slowly under the water, protected by a magical aegis. A Drowned Ship. And the crew moved in silence, dogging the [Storm Sailor]\u2019s vessel.<\/p>\n \u201cCaptain. The landfolk and the storm-ship are heading into Seagrass\u2019 trade-waters. Do we pursue?<\/strong>\u201d<\/p>\n The [First Mate] of the Drowned Ship was half-starfish. She had survived a half-beheading, and regrown her limbs more than once. It was true that Captain Lasc was a good [Storm Captain] and his crew was hardy. But every Drowned Folk on this ship had sunk at least eight ships before.<\/p>\n The [Captain] of the Drowned Ship was a half-Eel Drowned Man. He could walk through lightning and generate it, and had a rubbery consistency to his fish-half. He was watching the hull of the Emerald Signet from afar, slowly following it. He replied without taking his eyes off the other ship.<\/p>\n \u201cEveryone and their seadogs have heard the rumor. They\u2019ve got a map of sunken treasure. If it\u2019s Seagrass or an entire armada of storm-ships, we follow. Tell the other Undersea Crews this is <\/strong>our<\/strong><\/em> quarry.<\/strong>\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAye, Depth Captain.<\/strong>\u201d<\/p>\n Of course, Wil\u2019s journey was secret. And of course, the Titan of Baleros had let no word slip. But Wil, for all his great precautions, his efforts, had made one mistake in securing his crew and going about his great adventure. He\u2019d underestimated, or perhaps, overestimated his friends.<\/p>\n Venaz and Yerranola had big mouths and loose lips. And you know what they said about that and ships.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Previous Chapter<\/a> Next Chapter<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The Wandering Inn had these quiet days. When all that occurred were\u2026small things. Not unimportant things, but days when you could obsess over things like\u2014nails. \u201cCopper nails, Belgrade. I told you, it\u2019s a thing.\u201d Erin stood with Belgrade and Lyonette and Octavia, measuring out a new building that would connect to the inn. 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