Closed Remember That One Time?

[Kirvan Deepseeker]

Noticing Crypt examining the tooth, Kirvan grinned. "You should see the big teeth," he chuckled, walking over to the halyards and tugging on them, raising the main and jib sails. Once the lines were secured, he walked back towards the stern of the boat, conversing with the drykas as he worked his way around the cabin. "Salted beef, fish, some veggies, anything that'll last for a while out on the open sea," Kirvan replied. "Zulrav treats us as fair as any of the mainland races, so chances are we'll have smooth sailing. Spring would be storm season in most parts, though I heard the South has a big one headed through there. Anyway, I should be able to handle the natural stock." The svefra hopped onto the pier and began untying the bow line, giving the cleverly designed knot a few tugs to break it loose completely. As his boat started to drift away, he leapt back onto the deck and headed astern, where he picked up the main lines and rested a steady hand on the tiller. "Well, Crypt," Kirvan said, his mad grin returning, "you're about to find out." Just as he said that, a gust of wind caught his sails and the svefra let out the boom a bit to catch as much as he could, the wind pushing the boat out of the port. Aiming between the rows of ships on either side, the lifelong seafarer nudged the tiller back and forth to avoid the vessels steered for the open sea, his true home.

[Crypt]

OOCYou'll have the last post, I guess. Do you want to submit it? Or shall I do it? Crypt raised his eyebrows, displaying a hint of surprise at Kirvan's comment. "There's a larger tooth? My goodness, Kirvan, what have you been doing with all that time on the Suvan Sea?" The Drykas watched Kirvan go about his business with some curiousity, watching the Svefra move around his casinor with a familiarity born of spending more bells than Crypt could imagine on his very own ship. Impressive. I just can't figure out where that goes, or where it's supposed to be tied. Dear me, I wouldn't like to be part of a ship's crew any time soon - how the petch am I supposed to find out how to do all that in a short period of time such that my crewmates throw me overboard for my singular incompetence? "Sounds delicious. Pity they aren't fresh, but I guess that's all we have to eat. There's a storm heading to the South Suvan Sea? Dear me. Hopefully K'mavia sees it coming and has time to warn anyone down there, Crypt paused as he felt the ship move out from the docks, "Oh, and how do you cook on this ship of yours? I notice it's made of wood. If I tried to make a cooking fire on the deck I'd probably burn the whole ship down."" Taking a seat on the wooden railings, Crypt positioned himself such that he was facing away from Syliras. It would be an uneventful journey, but he would be thrown (or rather, catapulted) into another adventure soon enough. The Insatem luck would see to that.

[Kirvan Deepseeker]

"Twiddling my thumbs," Kirvan replied. "That and being attacked by giant sea creatures. There's an entry on them in that book I retrieved from the cavern two years ago if you want to read it later." He held a steady course between the rows of ships, only adjusting course for other ships coming into the port. This part of the sea felt so crowded, so unlike the open ocean that it was unfamiliar to many denizens of the sea. Ster was waiting for them out in the real ocean, and Kirvan was eager to rejoin him. "No not fresh," Kirvan answered apologetically. "No room for fresh food on a ship. It doesn't last very long usually, and rotten food does not make for good nutrition." He shook his head. Fresh food was out of the question, though the statement could be forgiven by Crypt's lack of seafaring experience. "Hopefully so, if it's as big as I hear then even most palivars will capsize. Heard it is the most fearsome one since the djed storm at the beginning of the year." "Umm..." Kirvan hesirtated in response to Crypt's question, accidentally leaning on the tiller too hard and righting himself quickly. "I don't. Cooked food is one of those mainland goods that most svefra only get to glimpse at. A fire would burn the ship, so short of magical means there is no way to cook anything." He grinned. "While we're on the topic, please refrain from setting my boat on fire." Just then, the casinor broke out onto the wide blue, the open ocean that the svefra called home. The deep colors of the Suvan swayed in unison, as if welcoming home their momentarily estranged son. It felt good to have the salt breeze push through his hair unhindered by obstacles, and on his left shin he felt Oceanus calling towards the sea, proof that Laviku had not yet considered his son iredeemable. And as a familiar clicking noise from starboard greeted him, Kirvan couldn't help but smile. OOCI'll submit it, any requests?

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Congratulations! You Get Glorious Experience! Kirvan Skill Points Earned Sailing 2 XP Lore Earned An Old Friend Slowly Adjusting to Syliras Two Years Older Crypt: The Traveller Other Shenanigans: Nope nothing here Crypt Skill Points Earned Lore Earned An Old Friend Seeking a Way Out Two Years Older First Time on the Suvan Other Shenanigans: Nothing here Comments : Nice little social thread guys. Its always good to see old friends be reunited! Since it was mainly socializing, there wasn't too many skill points to award, but if you have questions or concerns then just shoot me a PM!