He hadn't expected to run into Maea in Torchline on his first courier run of the new year, but he'd been glad to see the Ancient before their upcoming foray into Hak Etme. She'd seemed kind of down and Tal had offered a training run on the Peregrine to try and cheer her up. What if they needed to repel boarders at some point? They'd need to know how to fight aboard the small vessel, making use of her rigging and getting used to the constraints of her deck.
Or at least that was his excuse as they cruised out over the Arclight, the trim little skyboat tacking a lazy course along the Kuali'i Isles to the Maw. If anyone fell overboard, Tal figured that landing in water would be softer than landing on rock or sand, right? And anyways, he was kind of morbidly curious about the legendary crater in the sea.
As they sailed a low course over the waves the Maw did not disappoint. The sea turned black ahead of them, an enormous hole opening up in the tropical waters and plunging untold fathoms into darkness. It sent a shiver down the courier's spine, but it definitely made for an impressive backdrop as the wind whipped at their hair and darker clouds scudded across a white sky that could turn stormy again at any moment.
Boreal battled the winds to soar above them, keeping a weather-eye out for trouble as Tal hefted his Dagger in his off-hand and a belaying pin in the other. He'd tied a red scarf over his hair - less shaggy than usual thanks to Koa - and gave Maea a grin as he put on his best piratical accent. "Arr, lassie! I'm here t'steal your ship!" he claimed from his place at the bow, balancing precariously with one foot on the bowsprit and the other on the rail. "Avast, an' shit!" And with that bold claim he flung the belaying pin towards Maea's head and darted towards the mast!
Or at least that was his excuse as they cruised out over the Arclight, the trim little skyboat tacking a lazy course along the Kuali'i Isles to the Maw. If anyone fell overboard, Tal figured that landing in water would be softer than landing on rock or sand, right? And anyways, he was kind of morbidly curious about the legendary crater in the sea.
As they sailed a low course over the waves the Maw did not disappoint. The sea turned black ahead of them, an enormous hole opening up in the tropical waters and plunging untold fathoms into darkness. It sent a shiver down the courier's spine, but it definitely made for an impressive backdrop as the wind whipped at their hair and darker clouds scudded across a white sky that could turn stormy again at any moment.
Boreal battled the winds to soar above them, keeping a weather-eye out for trouble as Tal hefted his Dagger in his off-hand and a belaying pin in the other. He'd tied a red scarf over his hair - less shaggy than usual thanks to Koa - and gave Maea a grin as he put on his best piratical accent. "Arr, lassie! I'm here t'steal your ship!" he claimed from his place at the bow, balancing precariously with one foot on the bowsprit and the other on the rail. "Avast, an' shit!" And with that bold claim he flung the belaying pin towards Maea's head and darted towards the mast!
