Misha put the anklet on, watching Carrhae do it. It looked very nice and felt comfortable. “I love eet!” she said happily, giving Carrhae a squeeze. “Thank you!”

The next morning was day off day. So, Misha went from stargazing down to the cargo area and performed her morning workout routine. She pushed herself a little harder that morning, and actually worked up a little sweat. Cleaning up, and having breakfast, she went back into her room, changed into her swimsuit and laid out on the deck again to catch the rays of this worlds sun on her skin.

"It the thought that counts... Aye?" Kali gathers enough energy to turn her head and look at Carrhae with a forced smile. "And I... Might be gettin' sick." I can't get sick. "Just... Need to rest some more... I suppose. I'll be back to normal tomorrow... Maybe." The hybrid didn't want to cut her time outside short, but regardless she shuffled away from the railings and just about when she got to Carrhae she places a hand on the blonde's shoulder and gives it a weak squeeze. "Goodnight, captain." 

Her movements were sluggish heading back to her quarters, trying to savor the breeze as much a she could before she ducked inside her cabin. She stares down at the mess she caused previously, and finding no more strength to stand, simply slides down the door and rests there for the night.

Carrhae stops Kali for just a moment. "Oh. Well if you're sick, there's a few things I can do that should be able to help you." She puts a hand on Kali's forehead and gives her five points of Lay on Hands to cure whatever ails her, as well as a casting of Lesser Restoration to make sure that Kali is healthy and energized.

At this point, Sana stops starting at the water and jumps in with a splash.

Before she turns away back to her quarters, Kali allows Carrhae to work her magic, in hopes it would help her... But it did next to nothing to the hybrid. With the drug coursing through her system, it nullified the effects of the others spell and she still felt as weak as she did prior, but she put on a brave face for the captain. "Thanks, I feel better already..."  With a small smile, she continues for her room.

Carrhae waves goodbye to Kali, hoping that she'll feel better tomorrow. Upon seeing Sana in the water, she takes off her halter-top, leaving her in a bra, and kicks off her sandals, taking a brief swim before heading to bed. On the next day, she sees Misha on board, tanning again. 

"You must really like the sun. I would've thought that you'd be all tanned out by now." 

When she's in the water, Carrhae would notice that Sana is playing with a dolphin, and despite the weight difference, they seem to be having fun.

Misha tilts her head and smiles. "Never enough tan, Kapitan." she giggles. "Comrade, thees world's sun is fantasteek! Eet ees not to strong, not too weak. Misha's skin is perfectly light brown, ya? Come, make yourself useful." She turns on her stomach and rests on her arms, showing her back. "Don't forget to get shoulders, ya?"

"Sure thing." Carrhae takes the bottle of lotion and squirts some of it into her hand. She rubs it together and begins to apply it to Misha's skin. After she finishes lotioning Misha up, she begins to massage her back.

After nearly sinking several times while playing with the dolphin, Sana goes out and picks up a ring before returning to the water.

"Have you ever conseeder career as massage queen, comrade." Misha said lazily. "The way your feengers poosh and squeeze muscle ees very relaxing." Misha did her best not to flex in pleasure so Carrhae could push deep into her shoulders and back. It felt wonderful. Carrhae's hands had the perfect amount of pressure.

"I never really put too much thought into getting a job, to be honest. I kind of just thought that I'd be a Paladin forever. But you and Kali have got me thinking that maybe after this, if I have the funds, I'll just retire to some tropical paradise to tan, and drink mimosas, and sleep with beautiful women."

The morning of the day off, Syltra goes to the temple in Saltmarsh to speak to the priests of Talos. She has received the storm god’s favor, and thus is to be blessed with powerful magic to aid her in her future endeavors. 

The first gift is a pair of boots that have been enchanted with the power of flight. The boots have small wings on them, and allow for Syltra to easily stride through the air.

The second item is a symbol of the Storm Lord’s power: a javelin of lightning. Syltra can wield this javelin and, when thrown, cause it to streak towards her enemies like a bolt of lightning.

She basks at the favor she has been shown, and makes a sizable donation to temple coffers. “Glory to Talos, and to the ***** Queen,” Syltra says in farewell to the priests. 

"Too much work to do for Misha to retire soon." Misha smiled as Carrhae dug in. "No time to- Ah! Icchhh! Right there. Yes. A leetle more pressure. Perfect. But yes! Back to idea. I can see you een that poseetion. You are beautiful woman. Fool for anyone to reseest you. Whatever you decide, I hope I know you for long time. Makes me sad to know one day I weel leef thees place and go somewhere else."

"I hope that I know you for a long time. And I hope that when you're sent to somewhere else for one of your missions, you can find something beautiful there." Carrhae eventually finishes up and leaves to buy some gifts for the rest of the crew. For Sana, she buys a necklace with a silver dolphin on it. For Syltra, she purchases a bracelet that bears an emblem of lightning coming down. For Chandor, she buys him a new vest. For Sloop, Carrhae buys him a full-body pillow bearing Misha's likeness on it.  she leaves a book on manners at Sloop's door. For Wolf, she buys him a gold flask. For Erriviel, she buys him an ornate dagger.

As Carrhae leaves, a spray of water erupts over the side of the boat, thoroughly soaking Misha. The spray is promptly followed by an "Felix! We don't soak the cre-aack!" as Sana's reprimand is abruptly cut off in a splash and the sounds of sputtering.

After Carrhae's massage, Misha was very relaxed. She was tempted to try and fall asleep and pass the day away, but instead she thought about her next meal, the heat of her homeworld and how she could maybe alter her workout routine to make her biceps a little bigger, or her abs flatter. Maybe even gain an inch on her calv-

*SPLOOSH*

Misha gasps in surprise and laughs loudly - startled by the cold water and a natural defense mechanism for her. She sits up, watching the water drip from her body and looks around for Sloop, ready to deviously exact some revenge, but instead looks down. She grins from ear to ear. What the...?

"Sana?? And..what..ees..that!" she gasps.

Drow do not dream, and they do not have nightmares. But then why am I drowning?

Erriviel peered out through a glass wall as his lungs began to burn from lack of oxygen. Far above him, he saw a miniature version of the Belle that seemed to get larger and larger. Suddenly, he felt a searing pain in his neck as three thin gashes appeared on either side and began to pour out blood. As he was about to lose consciousness, everything suddenly came back into focus and, as he reached up towards his neck, he felt gills there instead of wounds.

Wake and hunt, my pet.

Erriviel woke with a start, both hands around his neck, as though he had been choking himself in his sleep. He took his hands away warily, but the skin appeared just as it had when he went into his trance. No gills, then. I am awfully thirsty. As he poured himself a glass of water and began to drink, he found himself inhaling, rather than swallowing. It was a peculiar sensation, mildly uncomfortable but not the agony of drowning. So, I still don't dream.

He put on his coat and went out into the night, not noticing that his coat rack had been replaced by a strange rod.

 The Next Morning:

Erriviel walked around the ship, searching for Carrhae, "Good morning captain. I found your gift, thank you. I have something a little more... utilitarian for you. This capsule," he pauses as he holds it up, "Will be of great use should we have to dive in the deep ocean. I have also brought one for Misha, Syltra, and Wolf."

Afterwards, he seeks out the other three and passes them a capsule. Once he's handed those off, anyone passing within 60 ft of Erriviel's room (I believe that's the entire boat) hears a full orchestra playing for about a half hour.

When Kali finally came to she had stayed in her quarters for most of the morning, cleaning up the mess she made last night. She still felt relatively weak and she was slow in organizing the place back up again, but she managed to get it done just past noon. She changed her clothes and tidied up her hair before she emerged from her cabin to do a little shopping with the coin they got from their jobs. When she returned she gave a wave to the crew on deck (and in the water) and retreat back to her quarters, planning on doing some personal training before the next mission.

Sloop spent the lazy day "keeping watch" (aka, spying on lovely Misha in her bikini) from up in the crows nest.  Groggily watching the comings and goings of the crew as they went into town and returned with many satchels of new equipment, he started day dreaming about what he wanted to spend his new found riches on.  Fondling an arrow, he casually remembered seeing a neat pair of magical bracers in the window of The Excelsior: Enchantment Emporium, Ensorcellment Exchange, and Exposition of Eclectic Eccentricities in town.  In the late afternoon, after his watch duty was up, he quickly scampered down the mast, ran to his hammock and grabbed his substantial bag of gold. Running into town in a flash, 30 minutes later he came strolling back down the dock, whistling a happy tune, noticeably lighter.

Carrying a large bundle of goods under his arm, he strolls up to Misha.  Barely keeping his excitement in, literally bouncing around, he blurts out "Miss Misha!  Miss Misha!  Check out my new duds!"

Quickly ripping open his wrapped packages, he pulls on two copper colored leather bracers featuring an elf head and arrows (Bracers of Archery), followed by a satiny gray cloak with a strange long tail (Cloak of the Manta Ray).  Twirling around in circles, he can't help but comment to Misha how handsome and dashing he looks.

As he's spinning, Misha notices the hilt of a new weapon poking out of a fine scabbard as well.