JACK
He certainly would, yes. Grunting something to the affirmative and offering a wave behind him without looking back, Jack hauls his bag of rocks with the assistance of the magics at his disposal. While the Longheat (oh damn) sun will melt it almost as soon as it's created, the ice he forms beneath the sack will at least let him ferry it along at a good speed.
Placing down rocks as he goes to form their little perimeter, as he approaches Rae's Fingers it's with a furrowed brow that he gazes out over the ruined tunnels. The Starfall had done a number on them, and business would be recovering for a long while yet. Pausing at the edge of one of the cliffs - this is urgent business, yes, but so is everything - the captain takes a moment to examine the ships out at sea, as if to see if he recognises any of them.
Jack heads around Rae's Fingers and pauses to take in the view, or something.
Placing down rocks as he goes to form their little perimeter, as he approaches Rae's Fingers it's with a furrowed brow that he gazes out over the ruined tunnels. The Starfall had done a number on them, and business would be recovering for a long while yet. Pausing at the edge of one of the cliffs - this is urgent business, yes, but so is everything - the captain takes a moment to examine the ships out at sea, as if to see if he recognises any of them.
Jack heads around Rae's Fingers and pauses to take in the view, or something.
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
