(OOC: this is probably the last post of this thread so i might as well get cracking before the next chapter.)
Fareeda released her tight hold on Abbas' hand as she climbed aboard onto the main deck. The Scilandar was indeed a marvel in Gnomish engineering design although such matters were not her strongest subjects. It was one thing to see the Scilandar from a safe distance but it was quite another to actually be standing
on the airship itself. Fareeda's hands were touching the cool metal and wood with a sense of awe.
She went to one side and saw the many spires and minarets of Calimport. While her face was calm and confident, deep inside she felt odd mixed feelings about leaving the city. Calimport had brought her much misery over the years and yet it was her home of sorts. It was strange leaving it all behind almost like if she was already feeling homesick.
Shaking her head rapidly as if to clear it of such dismal thoughts, Fareeda offered a quick silent prayer to Lady Firehair and made hand motions in the air and soft chants and the bit of wool in the palm of her right hand had disappeared into nothingness in a haze of bright red and azure light.
Then she took out her mandolin and played a song that accompanied the sounds and voices of the Ghost Sound spell she had just casted:
http://www.mixpod.com/playlist/86255660 (Track 3)
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