Anything But Normal, Sailing the Endless Falls...

"They took their pounds of flesh far before they delivered, and swore it on the integrity of the time-stream that they would deliver. That makes them oath-breakers as well as fools. There's going to be consequences, the Edict will send out the rebels to help bring them down. If you're looking to bring down Chronotrypsis and his friends, you can bargain with us to help," Coron says, his face hard. He's very clearly mad at the time elementals, some of the others in the boat are nearly shaking with rage rather than fear. However, he's been betrayed before, put in work before getting payment, and he and his kind are not likely to let that happen again.

Nissa: [sblock]No, they seem to want to have Chronotrypsis' head on a plate rather than to make nice. While he seems willing to work with you, he also has nothing and doesn't see himself being able to get anything. He's broke, hungry, and betrayed.[/sblock]
 

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"You will find that I am very different than the time elementals, Coron my friend. For one thing, I want to help you and your people, and I want to make sure Tema is safe and feels better sooner," Nissa comforts, "I do this because I think that each of you is a good person and has value, and it is the right and kind thing to do, and I ask nothing in return. However, we do indeed seek to bring down Chronotrypsis, and we would appreciate any help that any of you would like to give to help in this, to keep yourselves safe from his retribution as well as to make the Kingdom a free and happy place for everyone, in the same spirit of kindness as we show you. But helping us will be your choice, and I would never require it of you, and certainly I would never dream of making it a requirement to your rescue. We will do our best to make you all comfortable, get you a warm place on our ship to dry off and some good food, and find you a safe harbour, no matter what you decide," Nissa gives a big hopeful smile.
 


Having ascertained to his own satisfaction that the newcomers pose no immediate threat, Lupaz lies down on the deck of the Khoira Aisa and closes his eyes, relying on his keen sense of smell to detect anyone other than the crew attempting to get close to him. Every so often he displays a canine grimace at some particularly honey-soaked bit of rhetoric from Nissa, but otherwise lies quietly until the time comes when he can make a contribution more suited to his talents.
 

As the refugees are brought aboard, they are greeted by the six foot tall, superhard mithril chassis of Trebuchet, waving a three-fingered hand and intoning in a particularly friendly tone, "Greetings, former targets! I am Trebuchet; serving as primary ship armament, as well as enhancing crew diplomacy by providing a credible alternative! It is good to have you aboard!"
 

Ekilu examines the men in the boat, stepping close to it as he can.

OOC: Heal check. If he sees the most injured one could be helped with a cure light, he will cast it on her.
 

Assuming the group is willing, Oobobooboo can help the astonished tempest twins aboard the ship. Tema, the small shivering woman, is indeed suffering from more than fear. Ekilu finds her suffering from cold as well as the small wounds in her scalp. Placing a hand on her shoulder, a small wave of salt water passes over her wounds, warming her and closing her cuts at once. The others have only minor wounds at best, and Anna can tend to them, offering poutices and bandages, while Tulie brings out warm tea.

Aside from Coron, Roma, and Tema, there's also Corona, Ciron (pronounced Kiron), and Poral. Corona is apparently Coron's actual twin sister; Tema and Poral, Ciron and Roma are also twins. It seems to be a pecularity of their kind.

"Thank you for your kindness. We wouldn't have been surprised if you just left us, given what you've been through," Poral says to Ekilu, perhaps the most demonstrative of all the twins.

As the refugees are brought aboard, they are greeted by the six foot tall, superhard mithril chassis of Trebuchet, waving a three-fingered hand and intoning in a particularly friendly tone, "Greetings, former targets! I am Trebuchet; serving as primary ship armament, as well as enhancing crew diplomacy by providing a credible alternative! It is good to have you aboard!"
At this, Coron gives a start, followed quickly by the rest of his party. "What in the same of the Silver Time-Stream are you?!" he blurts out.
 

"That's Trey. He's our friendly mini-golem," Nissa tells Coron before heading over to check on Tema, "Poor Tema--will she be okay?" she asks the healers, "Is there anything I can do to help?"
 

"She should be fine. Just some rest, water and some warm blankets," Ekilu says as he carries her aboard.
 

"She needs water?" Nissa smiles, and Miera curls up and stretches lazily, as she floats around, attached to Nissa's water essence. The little water aeon nuzzles the injured girl gently, wetting her with a slight moist sheen of water.
 

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