Thalassa
You could do anything,
if you only dared.
if you only dared.
Despite the late afternoon sunlight, an unusual cloud cover boiled over from the east. The thick fog immediately cast The Marauder and its occupants into a status of nonexistent visibility. Thal cursed herself for not noticing it sooner. Despite her avian eyes, Maea would have a difficult time spotting anything through the blanket of nothingness, but she may notice a bulge in the water to the starboard side.
Thal called for the ship to slow to a stop for risk of running ashore. A scrambling of commands and fretful motions stalled the vessel's movements to leave the rock of the waves lapping against its hull. Her eyes narrowed suspiciously at the supernatural weather, considering their options. However, before she could give another order, the currents whipped up, throwing the crew into disarray at the sudden shift in temperament. They'd definitely found something, but what, she couldn't be sure.
Talyson may have sustained a few pokes from the hooks, but his bait was placed well enough to earn a few appreciative glances from the seasoned sailors. They helped him secure the lures to the lines as Thal called out over the increasing winds, "Get ready to set the bait! We've got company, so keep your eyes peeled and stay alert!" Her legs moved at a clipped pace across the deck, directing any idle members and giving pointers when necessary. A nod of approval was thrown towards Talyson for his efforts. To Maea, she waved for her to descend.
Staying close to the others, she guarded the railings and looked for signs of whatever creature might be lingering nearby. She wouldn't have one of her visitors pitching overboard in the rocky waters. That would be a terrible blemish on her reputation.
Round 2: A storm has blown in! Cast the bait to hook the creature responsible while keeping your feet on the deck!
Thal called for the ship to slow to a stop for risk of running ashore. A scrambling of commands and fretful motions stalled the vessel's movements to leave the rock of the waves lapping against its hull. Her eyes narrowed suspiciously at the supernatural weather, considering their options. However, before she could give another order, the currents whipped up, throwing the crew into disarray at the sudden shift in temperament. They'd definitely found something, but what, she couldn't be sure.
Staying close to the others, she guarded the railings and looked for signs of whatever creature might be lingering nearby. She wouldn't have one of her visitors pitching overboard in the rocky waters. That would be a terrible blemish on her reputation.
Round 2: A storm has blown in! Cast the bait to hook the creature responsible while keeping your feet on the deck!
And deep down, you know it too.
That’s what scares you most.
That’s what scares you most.
