The captain dismiss Aurillio and you see him left the room as the captain got your attention. "Aurillio's position? he is a medic of the crew and yes this one found him when pirates raided his island and let just say that Aurillio have developed some 'strange habits' after this one rescue him!" Three Earrings looks at the create behind her. "Is there anything you need before this one ends the meeting? Also if you remember this one wants her family heirloom back that was taken from those creatures...this one willingly to give you a profit of 500 gold and whatever requests you have to offer to captain Three Earrings!"

"Do you serve the Clovis Concord, Captain Three-Earrings?" She asks, curious.

"This one is loyal to the Clovis Concord! This one have help a lot of people in the past!" She simply replied to your questions. "If there anything else then the meeting is over, we're be reaching to the port soon so get some rest Lady Vivien and you too Ms Lyla!" Three Earrings gets up from her chair and gesture you outside.

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She carefully sit down besides you Xan'drila. "It's alright...it has happen before! Do you still remember about the Chroma Conclave attack? I was a young girl like you once until I was saved by my husband who he was a stranger! He is a human man who have a big heart." She gives a small chuckle remembering the days of her past. "There no need, I can handle myself and as why I'm on Palma Flora? That simple of course like everyone else, they want to escape their hectic life and enjoy the view until 'this' happens." She holds her belly looking at the night skies.

"I see" replies Xan'drila softly smiling hearing her memories. "I am glad that you are safe now" 

"I have to repay you somehow for saving me, how about you can come with me to a wedding in Nicodranas?! They will be nice food, drinks, live music from the Ruby of the Sea and much more! Maybe you get to meet other likeminded nobles yourself?" She paused for a moment, putting her fingers at her lips as she said something. "Forgive me for being rude, I didn't know what you did for a living. I work as a ambassador for the Tal'dorei council, hoping that they would collaborate with some projects in the future !" 

 "No need for that.." she starts to say but when she says her occupation the elf turns even more pale. For a moment she felt her heart stop. "Then you must have taken the place of Syldor Vessar, who, if my memory serves me well, was in that position just after.... " her voice turns into a whisper, and the other woman almost has to bend to hear her "... the previous Ambassador... " 

Xan'drila tries to swallow but she cannot do it. Suddenly the air around the two women has become colder. The elf blinks and tries to regain her composture. 

"A wedding you say? That would be... something" she replies not sure what to say but the idea of having her mind in other thing seems to comfort her " I am afraid that I am only dressed with this attire, more appropiate to walk in the beach, as I intended, than attending weddings. Besides, I do think that we are going to head back to the sunken island as soon as possible to see if we can find the cause of all. When is going to be this wedding?" she asks politely.

"I thank you, Captain for this.  I am at ease and am satisficed."  She'd smile and walk out the door when instructed.

"Thank you for allowing the meeting to occur, Captain." Lyla bows her head to Three Earrings before stepping out of the room. Once out of the room, and earshot of the Captain, Lyla exhales, tension in her shoulders releasing.

"That was kind of you to offer a place for Aurillio. He seemed to be worried about what might happen to him. Though, I think I might keep an eye on him, to see what the Captain meant by 'strange habits'." Lyla sighs, looking drained for the day's experiences.

Vivien exhales as well, almost in-tandem with Lyla.  "The boy didn't strike me as a liar, especially swearing upon his deity as a cleric would be more incentive.  A lot has happened to him and despite not having anything to do with his fate, I feel terrible and somewhat responsible.  A lot of weight comes with a name, Lyla, and with that weight one can make a great foundation to build your legacy; I choose to make a beautiful one."  She'd smile to Lyla. "My father taught me that.  But for now, I'm thinking of how to confront Crispin about what I've learned, and if I should approach Xan'drila and E'ro about this as well."

"My family runs a store in... I suppose the best description would be in a town leading to somewhere and nowhere." She smiles at simple description of her home. "There's a general sense of trust between everyone living there, but I doubt some would be as forgiving to a would-be thief."

"If we've seen anything, Crispin seems to keep to himself. I don't think he's a bad person, he did help after all. But we all have reasons for the way we act." Lyla taps her fingers against the side of her leg as she thinks. "Perhaps leave him be for now? I'm not saying you can't tell the others. But if we don't trust him, he won't trust us back, no?"

"I will not deny the man can be of use in our quest to return the cane.  Though I cannot trust one who wishes to steal from me or my family, and I can only imagine his excuse given his... demeanor.  How does this sound, I will work with this man and forgive him of his attempt at theft; and in exchange, he lets me borrow one of those firearms for a few hours for me to do as I wish with my smith at Port Damali. He wished to steal from my family? To make sure no trouble comes to him, he can help us thrive in-exchange. Creating opportunities."  She'd interlock her fingers and smiles, thinking how this can play out.  "Sound fair?"

"It is a deal between him and you, so ultimately it's up to him if he sees it to be fair." Lyla shrugs. "So the only thing you can do is ask."

The half-elf woman looks at you Xan'drila and listening to your replies. "Eh? Syldor Vessar? Oh he is still well and running! Let just say that I'm a unique case!" She carefully explains to her elven noble friend. "Let just say that Tal'dorei wants to build a relationship with Wildemount but..." She paused for a moment don't really know what to say with her words. "Wildemount's politics are...unique! It's hard to explain especially us nobles and we're trying our best to solve the problem." She rubs her temples, feeling the headache she had. "Oh currently the wedding is around next week? I will invite everyone of you especially Lady Vivien, she is a inventor right? My husband have close ties with Whitestone and part of the rifle guard and he could ask his superiors about some collaboration work?"

As you guys are chatting among yourself, looking at the beautiful waves, minding your own business! You saw in the distances, a shooting star flying across the island. The night is peaceful and everyone the on ship is exhausted from the incident. you can see your getting closer to Port Damali.

"Hey look Xan'drila a shooting star!" Lady Sylvalur look in awe and closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, saying a small prayer to the Moonweaver in Elvish. 

-Oh I see - replies Xan'drila - So you are here as a kind of liason of the Council and Syngorn to learn about Wildemount politics? I wish you good luck then - she smiles - About the wedding if we have come back by then it will be my pleasure to be there with you. - she accepts - Oh I do think she is, and I guess that having a chance to look at those weapons will be greatly appreciated by her. - 

She then look at the shooting star and thinks to herself 

- Hope you are ok you old friend - 

You and Lady Sylvalur had a very pleasant conversation until it's late, retreating to your respectful resting places as everyone on the ships awaits to the port!

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Port Damali

5:30am

GRISSEN 11 Sydenstar 835PD 

Everyone of you you had a pleasant night on the Wavecrashers, not as comfortable as a Inn but still comfortable enough to have a roof over your head. A'ro your the first person to wake up from your slumber, you see the ship is getting closer to the port as you get up from your feet. The buff tabaxi lad waves you a good morning as you get up. "A'ro boy is it? Can you help me a bit? can you help me park this beauty? The rest of the crew are already tired and I could always use a helping hand!" He shouted at you, pointing at the sails and the anchors as he carefully man the ship.

Crispin as your sleeping, you felt something on your body as if someone place a object on you. It's a clear cylinder bottle inside it is a parchment that is neatly rolled up with a fancy red ribbon with a cork on top of it. As you carefully examine it, it says "READ ME" with a heart next to it!

     Crispin grunts as he starts coming out of sleep, then groans as he begins stretching before even opening his eyes.  Where am I, he starts to wonder before he remembers - The captain’s dining room.  He’d been instructed to note poke around private quarters and to wait here while the others had their little meeting, but nobody had ever come to say he could go..,

     But more importantly, there was booze here.  Why would he have even wanted to leave?

     Crispin had imbibed.  And done so quite liberally.  It seems at some point he had fallen asleep, if one was generous.  Perhaps passed out if they’re not.  But the real shock of it all is how he’d managed to maintain his feet up on the table and his chair tilting back throughout the night without tipping over in a drunken sprawl!

     Crispin squeezed one eye open slowly, intending to see if the others had crashed here as well or went out to mingle with the unwashed masses.  “Wassdis?” He asked himself as his eye first fell upon the clear bottle with the parchment inside.  Sitting up, Crispin grabbed the bottle (on his third try) and looked closer..,

     “READ ME” it said, but Crispin already had.  That is how he knew it said that.

     “Too early for riddles,” Crispin muttered through his hangover and started looking for a bottle that had something in it that he could drink…

     After a bit, when his hangover started to clear, Crispin began to grow curious about the parchment.  Tilting the bottle this way and that, however, did not send the parchment sliding out.  The now or some damned thing was making it too big.  And Crispins fingers were too big to fit inside and snag it.  Finally, with a grunt, Crispin threw the bottle against the wall to shatter it so he could retrieve the parchment and see if it said anything else…

A'ro just stretches out giving the Tabaxi a nod "Of course, always fun to help with berthing a ship. What is your typical procedure for docking this one? Anchor or sails first?" he asks looking at the tabaxi wanting to make sure he falls in line with the Captains protocol.

Xan'drila is on the deck, seeing the port ahead and greets A'ro when he crosses her way.

The buff tabaxi explains his procedure to you A'ro which is quite simple actually and with your experiences as a sailor you managed to do the job effortlessly. "I've must say A'ro boy your a great sailor! one of this day you will be a great Captain one of these days!" The buff tabaxi exclaimed then he rings the bell to wake everyone up on board the ship. "We have arrived to Port Damali the city of trades!" He shouted as he takes off the wheel of the ship and heading down where you are A'ro giving you a slap on your shoulder.

"Ahhh my favourite sailor! I believe I've never said my name before? The name's Tony just Tony!" 

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Crispin you smash the glass bottle, glass flying everywhere on the floor as you picked it up and it reads...

Don't Look everyone it's for Crispin, spoiler below

As the bell rings, Vivien would stretch and yawn. Rubbing a bit of the crust from her eyes, she'd get dressed for the day, bringing along her new jug and perfume vial.  Making it onto the dock, she'd keep an eye out for her companions, but mainly keep an eye-out for Crispin before she ever left this ship.

It had taken some time for Lyla to fall asleep. The evening meetings replayed in her head, and once she was able to put that aside, she remembered the strange creature. Thankfully, once she was able to sleep, it had been quite peaceful. That is, until the ringing bell woke her up. She laid there for a few moments, just taking the morning in, before getting up. Getting dressed was quick, and she adorns her wrist with an old bracelet that was in her bag.

Heading above deck, the half-elf looks around the deck, checking to see where her new companions and Aurillio was. 

Everyone you see the refugees leaving the Wavecrasher in a orderly manner, grabbing their stuff that they can managed to get. Vivien as you are waiting for your new companions, you see a nobleman walking towards you, mostly likely a survivor from the island. "Y-you must be Lady Vivien Iranapha?" The man observe you for a minute. "My name Telvar Starfall a guild merchant from the richer part of the city!" He explains as he took out a sack from his coat! "Here you go 150 gold in total for the efforts of saving everyone from the island! All of them wanted to repay your group!" He hands you the bag and insist of you to keep it. "Please take the reward, everyone insists of it especially the wolverine children!" as he searches his pocket and took out what is a handmade jewelry that is made out of seashells, sharktooth and... a piece of coloured glasses? from what you observe. "They make each one of you, I know it not much..."

Lyla as you're looking around the ship, you see Aurillio coming out of the cabin, you see he didn't clean his outfit from that night! carrying his personal belongings along him and as you look closer you see him carrying this ornate sword you've never seen before in your life, it curved with some golden accessory to it and it's has this pitch black colour and the appearance is menacing . You see him leading against the pole, waiting for someone or something.

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"Lady Xan'drila" Lady Sylvalur hurriedly walks towards you. "Shall we go? I do need some assistance and I believe Lady Vivien promise me that she will lend her home for the time being!" She smiled as one of her maids are right besides her.