Who wants to be a Wayfinder? Part 1

[Mista Collins]

"That is very concerning," Seria says in reference to Seeqir's distress. "Let us get moving."

 

[Shayuri]

Whisper carefully takes the box and book...wrapping the book as well as she can out of instinct, since her clothes are just as watery as the ocean itself.

"All right, I think that's everything. Lets get back. My familiar doesn't seem anxious so conditions on the surface must be all right..."

 

[Bront]

Johan loads up what he can and heads back with the others.

 

[SelcSilverhand]

ooc - Are you going to take the other two artifacts as well? The large crystal and the hand?
Midian - Mending looks like it only takes care of tears and rips, but I bet something like Prestidigitation could dry it off.

 

[Mista Collins]

Grabbing the large crystal and the skeletal hand, Seria looks to the others. "Back to the surface?"

 

[jkason]

Midian Rightson, human druid

Grabbing the large crystal and the skeletal hand, Seria looks to the others. "Back to the surface?"

Midian nods. "Back to the diving bell and we can signal the others," he says, shining the light from his spear back the way they've come. "Carefully and quickly and maybe we'll have some luck this time."

 

[Bront]

Johan nods, "Indeed, then I can help you girls out of your wet clothes," he says in a smooth, gentilemanly mannor.

 

[Shayuri]

Whisper gives Johan a wry look, and swims towards the door, meaning to peek out into the corridor to make sure it's clear...then head back towards the way out.

 

[Mista Collins]

Swimming with the others, Seria quickly makes her way back to the bell.

 

[SelcSilverhand]

You quickly make your way back across the cargo hold towards the double doors at the exit. You notice that there are a few more fish swimming through the hold now, perhaps attracted by the disturbance your fighting has caused. You pass by the other closed doors and make your way upstairs to the hatch leading out. You are about to exit the ship when Midian receives another growing feeling of apprehension from Seeqir. Carefully looking up and around, you immediately see the cause of his concern. A massive school of hammerhead sharks cruise slowly above the ship. You can see dozens of individuals, and more shadows farther out in the darkness. They don't seem to be unduly interested in you yet, but it is a long swim back to the dive bell across open water...