The day continues on and the group gets used to their duties that the Captain had given them. Though gruff in the negotiations meeting with Raznik and Temnir and during the loading process, now that he's in his element, he's a bit more carefree and helpful if still a bit rough around the edges, especially when it has to do with failure or dereliction of duties. The group gets to know a few of the crew members, among them Plume, the tengu lookout in the crow's nest with Felicia, Tralin, a gnome who is the overseer for Solomon, Renard, and Raznik in their mopping and rope tying, and Elona, a surprise if ever there was one. Elona is a beautiful human woman though the moment she opens her mouth, you'd regret crawling out of your mother's womb. She didn't earn her title as First Mate for being nice to others after all and spends most of the day yelling at Temnir who seems only half-interested in his work, much to her ire.
At the end of the day, the ship settles down and begins the night shift and upon waking the next morning, the ship mates find themselves in a thick fog bank, less than a day away from Heldenburg.
"May take us a bit longer than expected if'n this fog don't let up. Can't see me own beard in front o' me face, let alone the rocks this part be known fer. Plume! Felicia! Keep an eye out, nay, both eyes out fer rocks if ye can," Broadarm shouts into the fog above in the general direction of the crow's nest. Elona stands at the rails at the bow of the ship, calling out to the Captain here and there for course directions and when she spots the tips of the sunken rocks.
The longer you're subjected to it, the more you notice that something smells off. As if the air itself is spoiled. A smell like a mix of spoiled fish, decay, and concentrated brine. Solomon is the first to notice, his seasickness only worsening at the combination of the rocking and the smell though mercifully, at this slower speed, the rocking of the boat is much gentler. The crew notice it too and seem to be a bit on edge as they go about their duties much more cautiously than normal. Even Broadarm has a bit of a worried look on his face though only when he feels no one is looking...
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