JOURNEY OF TWILIGHT

[thecanopycrew]

The fairy ship goes by the stream in what will starts as a rocky river ride to a smoother, deeper stream further north. After a few hours, the stream opens into a large lake full of water lilies and reeds, creating a beautiful labyrinth. Here, the deep water is very clear, shimmering fish curiously following the ship.

The adventure begins!

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DAY ONE

[thecanopycrew]

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Boarding

[princeandscholar]

Orcelito is not a complete stranger to ships. He’s been on a few… read about them more. He walks around curiously examining everything. Like the wagons, the appearance of this vessel is a big unknown to him, but that is fascinating more than frightening.

He’s wearing a loose linen shirt suited to summer and armor over his knee-high boots (just in case). The backpack he carries is nicely full, and there’s a basket of supplies in his arms. His firefly, newly christened Astor, rides on his shoulder.

Orcelito glances at the gem on the ship, remembering Fuu’s words at the last gathering. ‘...balance should cause it to be green.’

“I think this is meant for the Twilight.” He comments to no one in particular. “Though, I wonder where we’ll be going...” Can they follow the wagons in this? Or will their path lead elsewhere?

[kingpika]

Gilgamesh was already on the ship, taking a siesta on the back under the warm light of the sun. There was no rush, things would happen when things were supposed to happen. For now, he would just relax and hope whoever their captain was knew how to steer a boat smoothly.

Gil carried nothing, naturally, and yet he simultaneously had just about everything a man could need and much, much more. They were just in the Gate of Babylon, waiting for their king. He wasn't wearing much either, a vest with nothing underneath and shorts woven in an ancient style, even older than the era of knights and dragons that so many came from.

"Just sit down and wait for the other adventurers, mister." He pops open one eye and looks at Orcelito. "This stream surely leads to a river, and rivers only go one way. We'll find what we need downstream."

[princeandscholar]

Ah, good, he’s not the first one here.

“We can only hope it’s that straightforward.” He smiles lightly. He looks around for a place to put down the basket – shouldn’t there be a cargo area or supply compartment of some sort? Oh, that reminds him-

“Have you spoken to someone about the food storage, or do I need to have provisions transported here?” The boy doesn’t look like he has supplies with him, but it's best to ask first.

[kingpika]

"I haven't had the chance to ask anyone about our supplies. If you'd just have them brought here, I'll be able to hold on to it easily enough." Gil sits up straight, but otherwise doesn't move from his comfortable spot in the sun.

"I brought enough for me, at least. Just in case. Logistics were never my strong suit." He pulls a berry out from behind his back (there's absolutely no space for that) and takes a bite into it, rather wishing he had his wine with him instead.

[princeandscholar]

Orcelito nods. "I'll see to that next." Logistics are a specialty of his, after all. He raises an eyebrow at Gil's display of magic (haven’t seen that sort before!) but refrains from asking. It would... probably take too long to explain.

He draws his amber slice out of his pack to alert the appropriate sources that, yes, they are leaving on a trip soon and they will need those provisions. After sending the message, he'll continue wondering around the ship to await both the supplies and the remainder of the team.

Re: Boarding

[alley_kit]

Kit hums cheerfully as she approaches the ship. She's excited to be going on a real boat; Captain Tunar's sandship was different. She's wearing her normal clothes, with her amber slice and leaf tunic tucked safely away in her little leaf knapsack. Her flupe, dagger, and other possessions are all tucked into her belt pouches. Also in the knapsack are a few smallish pieces of walnut and a leftover bit of radish wrapped up in a smaller leaf; she knows that Orcelito will be arranging for food to be brought along, but... just in case. Joe rides in his customary spot around her shoulders.

Kit waves at Orcelito as she approaches, jogging the last bit of distance to meet him. "Hi, Orcelito," she says. She looks up at the green gem. "Guess the boat really is for us. Wherever it takes us, that part'll be fun; I've never been on a real boat before."

[princeandscholar]

“Kit!” He trots over to greet her. “Heh, you’ll enjoy it. It’s kind of fun once you settle in.”

He looks her over and nods with approval. She looks prepared. And having Joe and Astor both will assure they have plenty of light. “I’ve put my things down in the cabin. You can put your pack there too if you want.”

Something seems amiss though. What did he… oh! He brings a hand to his forehead. “Oh, I didn’t think about beds… I’ll go collect some petals and leaves for us.”

He approaches the railing of the ship to take off. The sight of the water far below gets a smirk from him. Well, this’ll be interesting. I can jump overboard and not hit the water.

Before he leaps into the air, he glances back at her. “Oh, Kit. I just talked with Riona. She will be watching our house while we’re away.” He sighs in relief. “I was really glad. It feels better this way.”

[alley_kit]

Kit flutters her wings and flies up to land on deck. "Right," she says. "I'll put my bag down there, then I'm all set. I even left a note for Pitch under the bed, in case he comes looking for me." Kit doesn't want him to worry, after all. The note, should Pitch find it, says 'Pitch, Went on the journee with the others. Will be bak as soon as I can. Your frend, Kit'. It is also signed with a small doodle of her smiling face, just in case he has any doubts who wrote it.

When Orcelito points out the problem of bedding, Kit has a similar reaction. "Hang on a second and I'll help," she says. "I'll drop off my bag, then go get us some bits of moss for pillows too; can't forget those." Not that she hasn't roughed it before, but she's gotten used to sleeping in a real bed again, and would like to keep some semblance of such.

Before she can go below, though, Orcelito mentions the Riona will be house-sitting for them. "Yeah," Kits says. "It's good to know that somebody'll be taking care of the place while we're gone."

[princeandscholar]

Oh, right, Pitch does spend a fair amount of time under their beds. He hopes he’ll avoid the house while they’re away, for Riona’s sake. But the mention of a note brings a smile to his lips. Yes, Kit would think of that.

Since she told him to wait, he does so, balancing on the edge of the railing, wings folded to avoid catching the air. Pillows huh… right, they’ll need those too. He has never made up a bed away from a house, and he finds the details elusive – unfamiliar. The excitement of the journey is briefly eclipsed by hesitation. This will be his first time sleeping outside of the safety and comfort of a house. And it’s not just sleeping in the open that concerns him, but also potential battles and troubles down the river.

He shakes out his wings. The entire voyage is one great unknown; he shouldn’t spend time worrying about one little piece of it or another. He’ll just have to keep walking forward and trust that he can manage all that comes his way. His brothers did it just fine – so can he.

setting sail

[timbre_wolf]

On the ship there sits one large wolf (at least in comparison to the other tree dwellers.) He is howling, though in a more singing fashion, keeping his voice low enough that he isn't alerting the whole forest around them.

Somehow it seems that everyone is doing just a bit better with the tasks they have been given to get the ship to leave dock.

He had never ridden in a boat before, but he drowns out his nervousness with his singing.

DAY TWO

[thecanopycrew]

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[formerslave]

[Fenris had mostly kept to himself, helping out when needed but otherwise remaining quiet. The waters were a good reminder of Isabela and her ship, so it had him at ease. The elf wasn't sure why he had signed up for this, but at least it had taken him out of the mist and removed those damned wings.

A flick of a silver tail makes the warrior frown.]

We better be careful. It's getting deeper, and the fish will be bigger.

Gil's magical fishing adventures, Saber get in here

[kingpika]

[ Where Fenris was worried, Gil saw opportunity. Leaving the tree behind had apparently caused his treasury to spontaneously refill itself, meaning he had some of his more amusing toys back, and what better way to stave off the boredom of two straight days of sitting on a boat staring at people than fishing?

So there he was, with a carbon fibre super-rod of some kind tossed over the side of the boat, watching the water and waiting. There would be a bite eventually, there had to be. ]

Ah, a bite.

[ It was obvious by the way the rod bent that it wasn't going to be a small fish. In fact, it was probably several times the size of any one of the miniaturised adventurers.

Gil considered that adequate challenge. ]

gdi

[knight_king]

[Saber has remained oblivious to young Gil's true identity since his arrival to the island. The dissonant that this charming and well mannered boy is the same of the tyrannical King of Heroes she loathes is far too much for her to make the connection. Gilgamesh lacks any positive traits in her eyes, so her perception of the boy and the adult personalities are too incompatible.

She's been busy checking out the boat is setting sail properly. She's not a pirate or a sailor, but her Riding Skills (B) permit her to manage any vessel that is not a divine, monstrous or phantasm beast. She only notices the odd-looking fishing rod when the boy announces the bite.

Her gaze is on the object and the boy. She doesn't remember seeing that packed in the cabin, so where did he get it from?]

What are you doing?

[She asks, walking behind him, looking at the way the rod bent. What is he doing?! She reaches out to fetch the road before the vessel is tipped by the fish strength.]

Give me that!

[kingpika]

Ah, Saber nee-san. [ He's fairly sure he's strong enough to deal with a fish by himself, miniaturised or not, but he doesn't protest when Saber takes the rod away from him. There was more than one way to gut a fish. ]

Hold on tight to that, having two heroes taking it on is more than this fish deserves. It should be honoured to be eaten by us! [ Gil laughs out loud, peeking over the edge of the ship to get a good look at the fish.

Taking a step back to slightly firmer ground, a flail with an extended chain appeared in his hand, and while you're typically supposed to reel the fish in before smacking it in the head with a hammer, he'd make an exception for this fighter. Because really, from their miniature perspective, a large trout might as well be a killer whale, and you didn't take chances when fighting monsters like that. ]

Take that! [ The spiked head of the flail flew out, smacking the fish on the head. Ah, the wonders of having his Noble Phantasms back. ]

[knight_king]

[ She immediately swats the rod away from his hands and grips it with hers. She grounds her teeth while she tries to control the squirming animal and is attempting to dragging her to the water. While her body is made of ether and this fish cannot harm her, the other members of the crew are a different matter, and now that the boy has probably threatened the fish, they need to kill it before it retaliates by sinking them.

With her two hands (and a dose of prana burst), she starts to pull, intending to cutting the animal off as soon as it comes to surface, but the boy's words distract her. Heroes? What is he saying? The laugher and arrogance suddenly become the chilling reminiscence of someone she’ll rather never meet again. ]

Kuh— Do not jest, child. Stay—

[ ...

She looks in horror at the boy pulling a chain from a familiar golden vault. She almost slips the road by the shock of seeing that again. But she still remains focused on controlling the flailing fish. Impossible, it must be a coincidence. But his features…gold hair, feline red eyes would match. Perhaps the boy is the King of Heroes’ son, which explains why he could have inherited his legacy and features. ]

[alley_kit]

[Kit has to stand slightly on tiptoes to properly look over the ship's railing at the water and fish below.]

Maybe we'll be lucky and find out that all the fish around here only eat plants?

[Unlikely, but hey, a kitten could dream, right.]

this obviously takes place before gil's big fishing adventure

[knight_king]

[Saber is standing behind Kit, in case the girl will slip and fall. She'll be there to catch her.]

...Hm. If we our luck parameters allowed it, we would be able to take fresh fish meat back to the Tree.

[Or break the curse upon it and be sent back home. But she'll settle for a more meat in her menu.]

Yep

[alley_kit]

[Kit wouldn't be too worried about such herself if it weren't for the size of the fish. She's a fairly good swimmer, after all, but doesn't fancy tangling with a fish the relative size of a horse, even if it isn't carnivorous.]

Yeah. We'd have to be careful, though. We don't know if we're gonna have to bring anything else back, and we don't wanna have too much extra weight.

[Still though... the thought of fresh baked fish is very tempting.]

Still... how big of a fish do you think the big, fat firefly could cook?

[knight_king]

I know this, so we could chop the best pieces and throw the rest. [Some of them should know how to gut a fish, right?] It will be a waste, though it is the best course of action.

[She taps her chin.]

Plenty, I suppose if a capable chef is given the meat. There are some dishes that serve raw fish too.

[timbre_wolf]

[Amonir had noticed another elf with him on the ship. He has silver hair decorated with bones and feathers, and an engraved jaw bone around his neck. He wears enough around his waist to be modest, but little more.]

Without wings we look less like food at least. I think we should hunt some before they get too big. It does not hurt to have extra food on hand.

[formerslave]

[Fenris looks up at the other elf, a slight frown on his face as he measures Amonir up, trying to figure out what he was. It didn't seem like a Thedas elf, though.]

Small mercies. Any food we gather should probably wait until we go back, however. We do not know how long this will take.

[timbre_wolf]

Which is why I suggested expanding the stores of food with what we can get along the way.

[Amonir sits beside the elf, trying to sniff out as subtlety as he could (which isn't very,) if Fenris was any kind of elf he could recognize.

[formerslave]

[Being somewhat discretely sniffed does not go over well with the elf, who narrows his eyes in anger and shifts away from Amonir.]

We'll have to see what happens.