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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Zhure" data-source="post: 832012" data-attributes="member: 308">The group departs Drell.As the waters slosh around the group, cold and chilly, an impromptu assembly of those remaining behind gather on shore as well-wishers. In a surprisingly short amount of time, those ashore are no longer visible and the party steadily heads northward.The seasonal winds are blowing due south, so sailing is quite impractical. While the boat could be tacked, no one aboard is skilled enough a sailor to manage it with any dexterity.After only an hour or so of rowing, blisters begin to form and backs begin to ache from the unfamiliar strain of rowing. The work is incessant; the southward wind is strong enough to make the boat lose position without constant manning of the oars.Glukma, who at least seems to have some sailing knowledge, is on the prow shortly after a short break is taken for a meal. He leans down close to examine the water, then quickly snags a fish from under the surface."Fresh fish anyone?"Gauging from the currents, we're doing fine," he says, "the water is warmer than I would've expected." No encounters planned right at this moment. Tomorrow's post will reflect the end of the day. Any other actions should be done between then and now. <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /> </blockquote>

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