Miss Imogen is already on her feet, crouched low in the canoe with her hands on the gunwales as it pulls up to the deserted dock. She is ready to disembark, and leaves the canoe with an unsteady foot as she regains her land legs.
Travelling with Cimber and his companion had been pleasant. She had not been asked to paddle, and the conversation, from the bow at least, had been interesting.
She thanks Quawasha and Weed for their guidance, but is soon down to business.
Once the others had disembarked, she turned to Rodrigo.
"We're here to find Perne, and her soldiers if they remain. And we are looking for Captain Breakbone." She says their names, so as to limit their time here. "We must remain focused. These people might have leads on the Death Curse. But seeking them first, seeing if they are alive or not, should be our first priority."
Travelling with Cimber and his companion had been pleasant. She had not been asked to paddle, and the conversation, from the bow at least, had been interesting.
She thanks Quawasha and Weed for their guidance, but is soon down to business.
Once the others had disembarked, she turned to Rodrigo.
"We're here to find Perne, and her soldiers if they remain. And we are looking for Captain Breakbone." She says their names, so as to limit their time here. "We must remain focused. These people might have leads on the Death Curse. But seeking them first, seeing if they are alive or not, should be our first priority."