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[SeriousConcentrate]

"I'll take a ship."

Kat wasted no time scrambling up the side; it wasn't much different from climbing a city wall or the side of a house.

"Here's a rope!"

She threw it down for everyone else.

[Solymr]

: No need to ask twice.

Seraphim summoned the Thunder Hammer and prepared to dunk Eversor's skull into dust.

[Chevaleresse]

"Something about this feels far too easy. I wouldn't want to look a gift horse in the mouth, but I think we should stay wary." He flew his pegasus up to the deck of the ship, turning to watch Seraphim once he landed.

[Praefectus Screptum]

With Eversor's skull being crushed there wasn't much else to be done on the shore, so Even brought his wagon to the ship and waited for the others to join in before setting sail.
"So, I know I have magic powers here or something but...WHERE are we going?"
Even rubbed the back of his head and squinted his eyes at his compass that had its pointer spinning in all directions.

[Solymr]

Seraphim looked at Eversor's remains for a moment before dispelling the Thunder Hammer.

: My people have been avenged. He then boarded the ship with the rest.

: Why don't you just wish for it to go where you should? Nothing really seems to make much sense here so that should work.

[Chevaleresse]

"A map to show us a destination would be nice. I do have to wonder, though; will this strange place only respond to you?"

[Praefectus Screptum]

Even pressed his hands against his head in a ridiculous thinking position, but this time nothing happened aside from the ship slightly tilting to another direction.
"Nope...can't make a map with my mind. And I just...think, so you can figure out if you can do the same by uhh...thinking."
While the wagon was being held down by ropes, it still shook a tad, followed by noises of confusion until Prisma finally tumbled her way out of it.
"Augh. So dizzy...where are we?"

[Chevaleresse]

Ociel, taking his advice, imagines a compass that points towards where the holder is meant to go.

[Praefectus Screptum]

Oddly enough, nothing happened.

[SeriousConcentrate]

"He said 'get to the other side' so maybe if we just go straight we'll get where we need to go."

[Tiruin]

Aura floated onto the ship's mast.

"We explore. All maps began with going somewhere, but remembering where we came. Seeing part of my home in ruins doesn't render the rest inhospitable."

[USEC_OFFICER]

"So... Does anyone know how to do sails? Setup the rigging? Probably a better start than sitting here imagining we had stuff."

[Caellath]

"We did sail before, so!"

Lycan also imagines a mug of beer to see if it works.

[Chevaleresse]

"Perhaps I'm being too adventurous with my thoughts. . . but yes, we should get moving. I'll follow your lead, Lycan.:

[Praefectus Screptum]

Even, who already was sitting on a throne briefly glanced at the sails who were already set with the ship moving.
"You ain't gonna need to worry about any of that with me around! So be glad, and be drunk too, because if we don't know where we are going, might as well have an excuse to be lost."
And Lycan's wish wasn't fulfilled either, but thankfully Even did create a table with enough booze for the group-Or mostly Kaarina and Lycan.
"...So the man in pajamas is creating things out of nowhere, and yet I cannot. Perhaps my previous theory was right after all, but it also raises concern."