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?