daemon: zeymahd; video

[drehnifusbahi]

[Vanyel has apparently gotten his daemon's cooperation for a change, because the first panning shot (several different maps, all in the same blue ink, apparently showing an island off the coast of Xistentia) is slow and smooth, and Zeymahd isn't even grumbling about it.

Finally, the camera comes to rest on the latest map, ink still glistening wetly on the parchment. It holds for a long moment, as if maybe the daemon is reading over it himself. Then comes a tapping, off-screen but very close to the camera, and it swings up so that Vanyel is in the shot too.]

This is my prize from one of the fair games, evidently. [He says, then grins.] So - who's up for a bit of exploring?

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video; daemon: hexd

[vexy]

You know I am, darling. I don't give a bloody damn where we're going, but count me all the way in.

daemon: fridayd

[servomotor]

That island doesn't exist.

Alternatively, it can't be seen by the naked eye. Or my Head-Up Display and sensor array.

Not sure which scenario I like less.

But me, pick me.

video; daemon: Alvind

[cantseame]

[Truth be told he has a bad habit of becoming reclusive when in poor spirits. Not that he blames Vanyel, but he didn't want to confront Rosie again so soon. This, however, sounded like a good idea.]

Count me in. When do we leave?

[ex_stony881]

Sounds interesting. How long do you plan to be gone?

Daemon: kyd. Text

[mordacita]

do we have a ship? preferably one with a roof, just in case

daemon: sophiad

[helical]

They gave you a map?

text; daemon: apollod

[hasitsthorns]

You know I'd love to come along, if that's alright.

[ Since things are still being smoothed over. ]

video; daemon: Graced

[miss_brilliant]

[on the one hand, Amanda knows she's no adventurer. She's not built for it, at all.

But on the other, before Eudio she also couldn't walk and wans't a driver, and before here she wasn't a technopath, and now she's all of those things. So, following through on her promise to herself not to pass up new opportunities and also indulging her inner child, she responds with an eager, if mildly hesitant, expression]

Well, my curiosity's more than little piqued. Sure, count me in.

[drehnifusbahi]

They gave me the ink, but whatever else I try to use it for the map is all that forms.

[On the heels of that response comes another, a quick clip of exactly that: the ink crawling, for lack of a better word, over the parchment, to form the lines of the map.]

[drehnifusbahi]

I know, and I'm glad to have you aboard.

[drehnifusbahi]

I haven't seen anything flying over the area, either. But given the nature of this place, neither explanation would surprise me

Excellent. The more the merrier.

video; daemon: haurchefantd

[remarkablymodest]

'Twould seem you have more than enough capable hands volunteering for this venture, but I'd like to offer mine services as well.

[ Greetings, from the man who looks akin to a High Elf! And talks like one too. ]

[healingdork]

If you think a medic might come in handy, count me in.

[drehnifusbahi]

[Vanyel is still in the process of patching things up with Rose himself; that's part of the reason he decided to do this now. What better way to get some space, if it turns out they still need it? And now it seems it'll also be a means of getting better acquainted with Farraige, as well.]

I was aiming for early tomorrow, but I've more volunteers than expected. I'll have to acquire an actual boat, and that may take me a day or two.

[drehnifusbahi]

Oh, I wouldn't expect to be more than 2-3 days at the outside - this first foray is mainly to get the lay of the land, after all.

[cantseame]

If you can secure a boat, I can propel it. I can give us enough wind to get by in calmer waters.

[For a moment, Farraige looks as though he has something more to say. Deciding against asking about Rosie, he'd rather ask about Vanyel.]

You doing okay?

[ex_stony881]

That's not too bad. I can make time in my schedule. Transport?

[helical]

We should do recon before anyone goes there. Does anyone have a demon who can fly, who could report back?

[ that seems wiser than diving in blind. not that he believes it's a trap, but he's been unsure since receiving his own gift of what it all adds up to, and there's no way of knowing if the island might be inhabited by creatures as dangerous as the trolls. ]

[drehnifusbahi]

Not just yet, but I'm working on it.

[Since, you know, he wasn't expecting to have enough people involved to actually need anything bigger than, say, a rowboat.]

[drehnifusbahi]

[They are, but how can he in good conscience exclude her?]

I know. You're more than welcome to.

[drehnifusbahi]

[Well, it's looking like they have plenty of folks who are capable of fighting, if necessary. More on the scholarly side of the scale can't hurt.]

Alright. It'll probably be a few days before we actually set out. [He's gonna need at least that to get a hold of a bigger boat.] I'll let you know exactly when nearer the time, though.

[drehnifusbahi]

[He's rarely met a High Elf quite that pretty, but it's true enough that the manner of speech isn't far off.]

If the maps are to be believed it's a decently-sized island, so the more people we have the better our chances of covering all of it. Welcome aboard.

[drehnifusbahi]

I think it's better to be safe than sorry on the score, certainly. Thank you. [Especially since they're sort of flying blind, with no way of knowing what they'll find there.]

[drehnifusbahi]

Oh! [This is the look of a man who hadn't even considered that potential problem yet. (Look, none of his previous adventures have involved seafaring o k a y.)] Thank you, that would be a great help.

[Then comes that question, and- his grin fades, replaced by a decidedly more bittersweet expression.]

More or less.

[drehnifusbahi]

I'm working on acquiring a boat large enough to accomodate everyone who's expressed interest.