[PQ+] [se] NOBODY PANIC.

marked me like a bloodstain

The NPCs nod dutifully as Edmund makes his request of them. They won't return this round though, so the Ancient will have to make the most of what he has at his disposal. Conveniently there is still much to be done, including the railings and stairways that lead up to the skyport docks themselves, as well as the actual footing.

Wood and nails Hadama shall receive, and quickly too. As his NPCs disappear, its only about 20 minutes later that they return carting behind them a donkey laden with nails in its saddlebags and boards strapped to its back. Though the docks have taken a significant beating thanks to the waves, their construction was always more or less crude at best; the silver lining here is that anything Hadama does will likely be an improvement on what came before.

Dorian ... what are you doing? Hurry up, will you?

Flora continues to barter and bat her eyes in order to gain the supplies her counterparts need, and though this is the best task for her to be doing, it feels strange to be so far away from the actual action.