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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Primus" data-source="post: 2569121" data-attributes="member: 16837">“There, lovely?” came a voice from directly behind whisper.  “Nothing out there but trouble and woe.  Better you stay up here.”The masked and cloaked changeling turned, her mask hiding her surprise at having been snuck up on so perfectly.  Behind her stood one of the half-elven crewmen who smiled at her quite warmly.  “The sky, its where we belong,” he mused, coming to lean against the railing next to her.“You are Whisper, correct?” the half-elf said with a look of mock concern, “It would be a shame if I had mistaken her for some other masked and cloaked figure, quite embarrassing for one whose supposed to see through disguises.”“How do you do?  I am the ship’s wizard, you can call me Sool.[sblock]Gimme a Spot check, Whisp.[/sblock]- - - - Up on deck, Vhir’s skills at predicting the weather revealed to him that, at least for the immediate period, they would be in little danger of encountering storms.  However a low-hanging cloudbank right in there path proved to leave the ship quite humid and wet.[sblock]Also give me a spot check.[/sblock]- - - - Over the course of the last day, Boromar had elicited the following responses from the others.“Soon enough, my metallic friend,” said Captain d’Lyrander, “We should be there within four days, though if the weather is worse than Sool expects it could take us an extra day or two.”“Once we get to Sharn, I’ve booked passage on a gnomish elemental galleon, Boromar,” the professor said with a smile.  “There you and your classmates will assist me in collecting and cataloging natural and thaumaturgical medicinal sources.  You will also be allowed to do your own exploring, though I would suggest you take a guide on such journeys.  The guide I have hired for my own explorations will be meeting us aboard the ship once we reach Sharn.”On this particular day, the Captain and the Professor were merely talking about some events that had happened in the old days.  Nothing of particular interest to the warforged, though it is assured that he listened with rapt attention to the entire story.- - - - Tel, meanwhile, was actually hanging from the side of the ship from a complex rope and pulley system.  The gnomish artificer Giphil had asked the young man to accompany him on a check of the elemental bindings on the ship’s hull.  Now they were both completely below the ship, only a number of pulleys and winches between them and plunging to their deaths.  As Tel held items (such as strange arcane tools and a large piece of paneling) that the gnome passed him, he could not help but glance down at the flaming elemental ring that was so near and at the ground below that which was so very far away.[sblock]I want a Listen check from Tel.[/sblock]And down below, Midian, Johan, and Talbot all waited for the trip to be completed (and possibly for dinner to be served).[sblock]Listen checks from you two (one for the animal too).[/sblock]And up above, Whisper and Sool first, then the rest of the ship and its crew vanished into the cloud, the curling tendrils of mist soaking them and infecting them with an aching chill that had little to do with the actual temperature.[sblock]Will Saves![/sblock]</blockquote>

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