WHO: Yseult, Darras, Derrica & Flint WHAT: Gathering intel on the blockade failure and the state of Val Chevin's harbor defenses; an unexpected dinner party. WHEN: Early Wintermarch WHERE: Val Chevin, the Waking Sea NOTES: N/A, will add if necessary.
The conversation comes in muted, distorted waves across the water. As Darras speaks, Derrica plunks back into the boat. The weights drops to the floor, resting against the sodden roap, as she strains to get a glimpse of the fishermen and try to chart their trajectory from where they are. Yes, Derrica wants one more measurement. But she doesn't want to have to kill two fishermen for the crime of floating too close to them while going about their business.
Yseult, still keeping a careful eye on the fishermen and the docks both, replies quietly through the crystal: "Yes, still clear. One more, then come back." She flicks a glance sideways at Flint to see if he'll disagree.
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Hopefully, their pathway has remained clear.
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