Gerdan looks up from where he has been studying the astrolabe so intently that he lost track of those around him. I am sorry, of course I can find us passage. There are a few able seamen who call this port home. I'll skim the wharf and see what floats, then book us passage. Any who would like can join me at the tavern I stayed at last night, right down by the docks. It's loud and salty, but charming in its own way.
That map seems a bit light on details, however. I'll do my best to navigate by it, but without proper coordinates, it'll all be estimation. He turns to puzzle over the astrolabe again, wondering if there's more to this one than the standard version. One thought, based on the map, we might want to stock up on antitoxin.
OOC: Sorry all, with the return of the subscription tool I haven't checked manually, and I never subscribed to this thread. That's fixed now, and I promise not to disappear again.