Tal relaxed a little at Noah's reassurance, his trust in the older Halovian absolute. Some of the anxious tension bled out of his shoulders and he stood a little straighter under the demigod's confident regard. "Yeah... okay, yeah. Just lemme get a few more things..." While Noah sorted through the odds and ends to pick his own disguise, Tal rummaged about for a second trip through the hold until he had a handful of offerings to stash in his Bag of Holding for the trip. He moved to the anchor, playing it out so the little skyboat rose high into the air and out of easy range of grasping hands or makeshift grappels, then scampered down once more.
Once both men were back on the sand, Tal whistled Boreal down so the dragon could butt her head affectionately against Noah's hip before she took up the bottom of the boat's rope ladder in her teeth and flew it back up to the deck. The anchor line was the one weakness in the whole setup, but with an alert dragon keeping watch it wouldn't be easy for anyone to take advantage of it.
"I'm ready," he stated, more confidently than he felt. Holding out the Compass, Tal visualized the Celestine in Stormbreak--
And vanished.
~Fin~
Once both men were back on the sand, Tal whistled Boreal down so the dragon could butt her head affectionately against Noah's hip before she took up the bottom of the boat's rope ladder in her teeth and flew it back up to the deck. The anchor line was the one weakness in the whole setup, but with an alert dragon keeping watch it wouldn't be easy for anyone to take advantage of it.
"I'm ready," he stated, more confidently than he felt. Holding out the Compass, Tal visualized the Celestine in Stormbreak--
And vanished.
~Fin~
