Re: [IC] Investigation At Sea
The destination sorted to start at Greenstalk Island, Mad Morrie passed up the information to Hubert. The group could rest on bunks or hammocks as their interests and stomachs could stand, taking watch throughout the night as if they were the road. Those on second watch see a faint flash in the darkened sea, a flowing current of glowing green darting shapes.
"Moonfish" whispers an unfamiliar voice, and they can turn to see the figurehead of the Sea Lady turn to point at the shapes. "They carry the moon's light to the depths of the sea, so that the sea folk who never leave their kingdoms can see it."
No storms or pirates or sea monsters bother the Sea Lady that night, and by mid-morning the green mountains and misty shores of Greenstalk Island are in view. Another hour's maneuvering brings the Sea Lady to Rooton, the main harbor and port town. Quite small compared to Port Lyalee or even Redhaven, the buildings are made of half-stone and half beautifully laid and carved wood, often laced with vines or moss to give the city a very green feel.
The Harbor Master is a middle-aged half-elf man with very neat silver-blond hair tied back in a precise tail. He bears a small jeweled hand axe at his belt, and garbed in neatly-made homespun tunic and trews, impeccably tailored. He's accompanied by two younger half-elves in sturdy canvas shirts and trousers, their builds suggesting they are no stranger to hard labor. Both have short hardwood batons, polished with much use, at their belts.
"Captain, your purpose and cargo at Rooton?" he asks without preamble. The Harbor Master addresses Mad Morrie, who ducks his head and shuffles his feet, redirecting the question to Hubert.
"Spices, your excellency, which I will convey to the customs house forthwith. And my passengers will speak for themselves," the turtle says with a nod of his head. The Harbor Master stares at Hubert, back at Morrie (who nods), over to Hubert again, and finally switches his view to the Leafblade Company, awaiting their answer.