DEFCON 1 said:
'Got the right dragonmark for what we need... just wasn't blessed with the right power out of it. We need a cloud of fog to sneak away from people, I'm your guy... but a blast of wind to get these ships moving? We're out of luck I'm afraid. Too bad the Cap didn't hire on more members of House Lysander, rather than all these moveable garbage cans, eh? Heh heh...'
Out of the corner of his eye, Rezzin catches LT looking at him. Were it possible, you swear he just narrowed his eyes.
Mortachi wanders the decks in search of someone to talk to.
* Plate & X are by the mast.
* LT is near the pilot's house, Dodger is in the Crow's Nest, Glass is on the poop deck, and Jher is at the bow.
* The felinoid is lounging in a jury-rigged hammock about 1/2 way up the 2nd mast.
* The captain is in the pilot house chatting with, oddly enough, the pilot.
* A couple random sailor's are swapping the decks and another is hanging off the side checking the anchor chain and scraping barnacles off the hull.
* The rest are either below decks in the galley or in the hold sleeping.
In the distance, the Kaarnathi vessal can be seen, little more than a pin-prick on the horizon. A passing sailor mentions that it no longer has any sails.
Twice during the day someone spots a few sharks and a lone sahuagin swimming nearby.