Experience II

[Thanee]

Silvermoon

“I'm not sure, whether that is a good idea. For now we should be save, if the creature inside was the murderer, but we cannot know for sure. What I'd like to find out is, who has brought this case here on the ship. My guess is the dead Alphatian, but maybe the new captain can give us clarity in these matters. Needless to say, that we should not talk to them about the content, since it will just cause panic or worse.”

 

[Thanee]

Silvermoon

Having said that, Silvermoon heads out to the upper deck to see the captain, hopefully under four (or six, if Granite joins her) eyes.

“Captain Jonath? We are currently trying to find out who or what did this to Fiaro, and whether there is still imminent danger to the ship. There is something I need to know in this context. Who of the passengers accompanied the large adamantine case in the hold? Was it the Alphatian, that died tonight?”

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

"Arven didn't trust anyone with the cargo manifest; said he was worried about piracy. I can ask the other passengers, but-"

"He was the one who brought it aboard." Teratius speaks quietly but without hesitation. "I saw him ordering around a few of the stevedores in true Alphatian style, naturally refusing any questions about what was inside."

 

[Thanee]

Silvermoon

“Thank you! That answers my question,” Silvermoon says, accompanied by a smile, thinking... that leaves two options...

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"Wot 'er ye about, Sil'ermoon? Ye got a twinkle in yer eye, fer sure, ye got sommat on yer mind?" Granite asks.

 

[Thanee]

Silvermoon

“It would have been good to be able to speak to the one who brought it here, but that seems impossible now, unfortunately. It's time to rest now for me, we should keep an eye open for the surroundings.”

Accompanied by her thoughts, Silvermoon then sits down to rest for the next hours (to be able to refresh her spells eventually), taking shifts to keep watch during the time. Skreg hides himself near the entrance to the hold in the meantime to inform her, if anyone enters the hold, or anything suspicious is going on. He has order to keep himself out of harms way, if worse comes to worse and alarm Silvermoon even of the slightest disturbance.

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

Some number of hours later, Silvermoon is jolted from reverie by Skreg informing her The mule is panicking, and something terrible-smelling is burning.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"Cute lil' dragon, Skreg right?" Granite says thoughtfully as the pseudodragon flies up to Silvermoon.

 

[Thanee]

Silvermoon

Jumping to her feet, Silvermoon yells to Granite: “Hurry up! Something's wrong. Your mule is in panic.”

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Granite turns around and dashes down to the hold, his face a twisted mask of anger.*

"Louella!" he shouts, barreling down the stairs to save his beloved mule.