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<blockquote data-quote="Lazybones" data-source="post: 7546312" data-attributes="member: 143"><p>Chapter 241</p><p></p><p>Quellan was alone in the tiny chamber—cabin, he amended—that he, Kosk, Bredan, and Rodan shared when a knock came on the corridor door.</p><p></p><p>The cleric let out a small sigh. He placed a bookmark and carefully closed the volume he’d been reading before setting it on the fold-down bed next to him. “Enter,” he said.</p><p></p><p>One of the members of the <em>Gull’s</em> crew swung the door open and stuck his head into the cabin. “Beggin’ your pardon, m’lord,” he said. “Cap’n said to tell all you passengers that there may be rough seas ahead. The ship’s ready, just wanted to make sure you weren’t alarmed.”</p><p></p><p>Quellan nodded. “I will pass that information along to my colleagues,” he said.</p><p></p><p>“Your friend, the dwarf, I hope ‘e’s feeling better,” the man said.</p><p></p><p>At the mention of Kosk’s seasickness Quellan’s own stomach roiled in sympathy. With a firm effort of will he quenched the feeling, though he knew that it could get much worse, especially out here on the open waters of the Blue Deep. “He’s trying one of the cargo holds below. I read that sometimes it can help to get as close to the bottom of the ship—excuse me, the keel—when dealing with seasickness.”</p><p></p><p>“That sounds logical,” the crewman said. “Well, excuse me, m’lord…”</p><p></p><p>“Wait,” Quellan said. “You’re one of the new crew we took on in Li Syval, aren’t you?”</p><p></p><p>“Yes, m’lord,” the man said.</p><p></p><p>“My name’s Quellan.”</p><p></p><p>“Ah… Kavek, m’lord.”</p><p></p><p>“Excuse my nosiness, Kavek, but I’m something of a student of accents. I cannot quite place yours. You’re not Syvalian?”</p><p></p><p>“Ah, no, m’lord. Bit of a mixture, I am. I was born in Zesania, but I traveled to many lands in my youth.”</p><p></p><p>“That’s on the far side of Voralis,” Quellan said. “You’ve traveled far.”</p><p></p><p>“That’s the life of a sailor, m’lord.”</p><p></p><p>“Quellan. I’m not a lord, Kavek, I’m just a humble servant of the gods.”</p><p></p><p>“As you say, m—sir,” Kavek said. “You seem something of a traveler yourself, if you don’t mind me saying. Not many continentals make their way to Weltarin.”</p><p></p><p>“No, it is not a journey I would have expected to make,” Quellan said with a laugh.</p><p></p><p>“Must be a great treasure you’re seeking, sir.”</p><p></p><p>“Treasure? What makes you say that?”</p><p></p><p>“Why else would someone go all that way, sir?”</p><p></p><p>Quellan looked thoughtful. “I suppose that treasure comes in various forms.”</p><p></p><p>The cleric had to reach suddenly for his book as the ship rocked heavily, causing the blanket covering the bed to shift toward the floor. He was able to catch it before it slid off the suddenly precarious surface. “Ah, I’d best get back to my duties, sir,” Kavek said.</p><p></p><p>“Thank you for the warning,” Quellan said.</p><p></p><p>When the door had shut again Quellan held onto his book. He considered seeking out the others to pass on the captain’s warning, but decided they would all learn soon enough. He thought about heading across the hall to check in on Glori and Xeeta. Their room was even smaller than this one, a closet barely big enough to fit the two women. Kalasien and his two remaining soldiers had the last cabin, a narrow wedge that fit into the bow of the ship. Quellan had seen it briefly earlier and was grateful that the Arreshian agent had volunteered to take the forward space. From the way it bobbed up and down even on calm seas, he doubted that he would be any better off than Kosk was right now if he’d been assigned that spot.</p><p></p><p>The ship rocked heavily again. Quellan doubted he’d be able to get much more reading done during the coming storm. He carefully packed the book away, then made himself comfortable—as comfortable as one could get here—then closed his eyes. Praying had always helped him overcome physical discomfort, and he could feel the distractions of the ship and its constant motion fall away as he opened his mind to his god.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Lazybones, post: 7546312, member: 143"] Chapter 241 Quellan was alone in the tiny chamber—cabin, he amended—that he, Kosk, Bredan, and Rodan shared when a knock came on the corridor door. The cleric let out a small sigh. He placed a bookmark and carefully closed the volume he’d been reading before setting it on the fold-down bed next to him. “Enter,” he said. One of the members of the [i]Gull’s[/i] crew swung the door open and stuck his head into the cabin. “Beggin’ your pardon, m’lord,” he said. “Cap’n said to tell all you passengers that there may be rough seas ahead. The ship’s ready, just wanted to make sure you weren’t alarmed.” Quellan nodded. “I will pass that information along to my colleagues,” he said. “Your friend, the dwarf, I hope ‘e’s feeling better,” the man said. At the mention of Kosk’s seasickness Quellan’s own stomach roiled in sympathy. With a firm effort of will he quenched the feeling, though he knew that it could get much worse, especially out here on the open waters of the Blue Deep. “He’s trying one of the cargo holds below. I read that sometimes it can help to get as close to the bottom of the ship—excuse me, the keel—when dealing with seasickness.” “That sounds logical,” the crewman said. “Well, excuse me, m’lord…” “Wait,” Quellan said. “You’re one of the new crew we took on in Li Syval, aren’t you?” “Yes, m’lord,” the man said. “My name’s Quellan.” “Ah… Kavek, m’lord.” “Excuse my nosiness, Kavek, but I’m something of a student of accents. I cannot quite place yours. You’re not Syvalian?” “Ah, no, m’lord. Bit of a mixture, I am. I was born in Zesania, but I traveled to many lands in my youth.” “That’s on the far side of Voralis,” Quellan said. “You’ve traveled far.” “That’s the life of a sailor, m’lord.” “Quellan. I’m not a lord, Kavek, I’m just a humble servant of the gods.” “As you say, m—sir,” Kavek said. “You seem something of a traveler yourself, if you don’t mind me saying. Not many continentals make their way to Weltarin.” “No, it is not a journey I would have expected to make,” Quellan said with a laugh. “Must be a great treasure you’re seeking, sir.” “Treasure? What makes you say that?” “Why else would someone go all that way, sir?” Quellan looked thoughtful. “I suppose that treasure comes in various forms.” The cleric had to reach suddenly for his book as the ship rocked heavily, causing the blanket covering the bed to shift toward the floor. He was able to catch it before it slid off the suddenly precarious surface. “Ah, I’d best get back to my duties, sir,” Kavek said. “Thank you for the warning,” Quellan said. When the door had shut again Quellan held onto his book. He considered seeking out the others to pass on the captain’s warning, but decided they would all learn soon enough. He thought about heading across the hall to check in on Glori and Xeeta. Their room was even smaller than this one, a closet barely big enough to fit the two women. Kalasien and his two remaining soldiers had the last cabin, a narrow wedge that fit into the bow of the ship. Quellan had seen it briefly earlier and was grateful that the Arreshian agent had volunteered to take the forward space. From the way it bobbed up and down even on calm seas, he doubted that he would be any better off than Kosk was right now if he’d been assigned that spot. The ship rocked heavily again. Quellan doubted he’d be able to get much more reading done during the coming storm. He carefully packed the book away, then made himself comfortable—as comfortable as one could get here—then closed his eyes. Praying had always helped him overcome physical discomfort, and he could feel the distractions of the ship and its constant motion fall away as he opened his mind to his god. [/QUOTE]
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