fighting for first buying rights around him. The healing plants brought back from the Torian Continent would sell for a fortune. He lifted his hand to find Ubi's Threads, before turning around on feeling she was right behind him. In her hands, she held up a thin, dark blue cloak that was well sewn.
"You need to buy this for me."
"Ubi..." Xirel let out a sigh. It wasn't that he didn't want to buy it, it was that it was his least favourite colour.
"I can't wear my black one on the Torian Continent, cause the merchant said it will be too warm. Please please."
"Did you have to find one the same sapphire colour as your uncle's eyes?"
Ubi lowered her hands and looked closer at the cloak on Xirel's mentioning of Nafury. Then she let out an even more enthusiastic, "Yes!"
"Master Xirel?" a voice said from beside him.
"Yes?" Xirel replied and turned around to look at the young man.
"The captain is ready to go when you are."
"We will be right there," Xirel said and looked back at Ubi, as her eyes had grown larger with her plea to have the cloak. It didn't help that she made them glow blue, targeting his weakness. He reluctantly gave in and handed her a few coins to give to the merchant. She dashed off to pay for it, then put it on right after and came running back to him. "If the meals on the ship prove to not be free, you are going to be learning to use Thread to fish for your dinner."
Ubi laughed and followed him as they walked for the ship and across its plank. The captain was a stocky short man who had purchased the GLORIA after its former captain's death. Ubi wasn't sure if he was a human or some kind of shifter, as there was just too much going on to pinpoint all the shifts. The captain called for castoff, and immediately the ship turned into a machine of well-abled men. They started swiftly on their designated tasks without hesitation. Because of the escort to be had, the best of the best were on board to serve on this venture.
Most of the Awls who had not been killed during the Aeger had retreated into hiding or joined the Atrum's Order. Those who had sided with Kenshe were later chased out and took refuge in the established Awl Tribes. Loki's Tribe was such a place for some years now. No one had a death wish to go near the Continent of dragons. Xirel and Loki were a rare blessing of protection to the ship. This soon became evident when the crew attended to him and Ubi as if they were royalty. Xirel smiled as he watched Ubi raise her head high in her new cloak. It made him happy to see her free her mind and worries from her inner demons long enough to have some fun. He wondered how long he could hold onto the Ubi before him now.
Xirel went over to the rail and looked back at the Suzerain Continent that disappeared from sight. The fog of the estus energy that surrounded the land was as a thick, dark blanket created by the Aur. It would set soon, and the Soph Aur of Toria would rise with its bright light and cover the atmosphere with colour. A sharp stab of pain struck Xirel's heart, and he immediately looked around for the attacker. Only no one had struck him but his own sad reminiscing. There were no more Aur storms to endanger their journey. The Sylvan Aur brought balance to the Soph and Atrum's Aur. It was also why his Caelestis had to remain in the realm of death.
Sial had not brought Nafury to the Harbor yet when they had set sail. His brother had sent word by psi that he would make his way on his own to them. Xirel silently prayed that he didn't make a huge mistake by leaving Nafury alone with Alexia. He didn't want Nafury to be the first dragon he had to tear from the skies on their journey. Xirel once believed that Sybl's brother should have been executed for his crimes. Now he found that he had changed his mind. He was Ubi's only real family left here on Aster. For that reason, he convinced himself to continue to try and befriend Nafury. It wasn't like the human was
"You need to buy this for me."
"Ubi..." Xirel let out a sigh. It wasn't that he didn't want to buy it, it was that it was his least favourite colour.
"I can't wear my black one on the Torian Continent, cause the merchant said it will be too warm. Please please."
"Did you have to find one the same sapphire colour as your uncle's eyes?"
Ubi lowered her hands and looked closer at the cloak on Xirel's mentioning of Nafury. Then she let out an even more enthusiastic, "Yes!"
"Master Xirel?" a voice said from beside him.
"Yes?" Xirel replied and turned around to look at the young man.
"The captain is ready to go when you are."
"We will be right there," Xirel said and looked back at Ubi, as her eyes had grown larger with her plea to have the cloak. It didn't help that she made them glow blue, targeting his weakness. He reluctantly gave in and handed her a few coins to give to the merchant. She dashed off to pay for it, then put it on right after and came running back to him. "If the meals on the ship prove to not be free, you are going to be learning to use Thread to fish for your dinner."
Ubi laughed and followed him as they walked for the ship and across its plank. The captain was a stocky short man who had purchased the GLORIA after its former captain's death. Ubi wasn't sure if he was a human or some kind of shifter, as there was just too much going on to pinpoint all the shifts. The captain called for castoff, and immediately the ship turned into a machine of well-abled men. They started swiftly on their designated tasks without hesitation. Because of the escort to be had, the best of the best were on board to serve on this venture.
Most of the Awls who had not been killed during the Aeger had retreated into hiding or joined the Atrum's Order. Those who had sided with Kenshe were later chased out and took refuge in the established Awl Tribes. Loki's Tribe was such a place for some years now. No one had a death wish to go near the Continent of dragons. Xirel and Loki were a rare blessing of protection to the ship. This soon became evident when the crew attended to him and Ubi as if they were royalty. Xirel smiled as he watched Ubi raise her head high in her new cloak. It made him happy to see her free her mind and worries from her inner demons long enough to have some fun. He wondered how long he could hold onto the Ubi before him now.
Xirel went over to the rail and looked back at the Suzerain Continent that disappeared from sight. The fog of the estus energy that surrounded the land was as a thick, dark blanket created by the Aur. It would set soon, and the Soph Aur of Toria would rise with its bright light and cover the atmosphere with colour. A sharp stab of pain struck Xirel's heart, and he immediately looked around for the attacker. Only no one had struck him but his own sad reminiscing. There were no more Aur storms to endanger their journey. The Sylvan Aur brought balance to the Soph and Atrum's Aur. It was also why his Caelestis had to remain in the realm of death.
Sial had not brought Nafury to the Harbor yet when they had set sail. His brother had sent word by psi that he would make his way on his own to them. Xirel silently prayed that he didn't make a huge mistake by leaving Nafury alone with Alexia. He didn't want Nafury to be the first dragon he had to tear from the skies on their journey. Xirel once believed that Sybl's brother should have been executed for his crimes. Now he found that he had changed his mind. He was Ubi's only real family left here on Aster. For that reason, he convinced himself to continue to try and befriend Nafury. It wasn't like the human was
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