Upon the decent sized ship, the captain shoots out orders here and there to keep the sailing running smoothly. Its been a few days travel. Each of you have a job while onboard in exchange for a seperate area for you to sleep, though it is cramped at times and its just a area with hammocks but it could be worse. Most of the area has goods from Korthos heading for Stormreach-basically supplies like meat and vegetables in exchange for other goods like some metalwork and other things not found in a smaller village. The mayor before you left seemed happy-exchanging goods for goods and the Captains seemed decent about it as well. He keeps to himself from people whom board. Its a old ship and surprises everyone its still gets from point A to point B but the Captain refuses to let it go down easily.

Ballast: You are tasked in keeping the ship moving, fixing some of it that needs fixing. It takes up a decent amount of time but its kept fairly up to date despite its age.

Cumarinda: The cleric is tasked with healing any wounded. Though it is rare, there are at times some who are careless and some who aren't thinking per say. People tripped up, some are thrown overboard (not on purpose) and some just cause trouble on their free time which is rare. Sailor fight, to show their worth. Oddly, Faolan seems good with healing as well but he doesn't talk much besides providing his name quietly. He isn't seen often below decks so where is he located remains unknown.

Zhera: You are tasked with keep the supplies in check with some of the sailors. Some give you a strange gaze, perhaps not trusting you but since the Captain doesn't know your skills, it could be good or bad.
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After having spend some time making business and coin exchanging hands. The normal way. Zhera found herself wondering what to do. Maybe go with the priestess?. That's when she heard about the boat and the interest on the master less golem just made the matter more appealing.

On hind sight, it was bound to happen. Relegated to carrying and taking care of supplies wasn't the worst she had done, but it was boring as hell. On a break she found herself wandering to the rigg.

Cumarinda approaches the first mate and offers her cooking skills to help the crew stay healthy and happier. She greets the sunrise with a smile and has daily morning and evening services with whomever wishes to attend them, between times she will happily listen to anyone who needs an ear, but carefully avoids distracting any of the crew on duty.

Noting that Zhera was on her break, Cumarinda approached her sister traveler. "Hi Zhera, how are you feeling today?"

"Priestess Imbrex. Good day. And a good night of sleep without worrying about creepy crawlers worked wonders for me." She replied while taking a step back. "Alas I loat to keep still. And tere was aspot here, so.." To be told one doesn't have much free time working ob a bout, but she will have to do. "How are you today?"

The boat shifts and turns as the two are talking. They are able to plant their feet. Several sailors man their positions as night begins to fall. A hard shift hits as a wave slams into the side of the ship. The cleric and rogue start to tumble but the druid comes from around the corner and catches them as the ship starts to go back to normal. Faolan release his grip and bows slightly "You alright? To the cleric he looks familiar but hard to say as his massive wolf comes up along side of him. All white. It nudges his arm and growls at the cleric and rogue. Faolan gently places a hand to its forehead and it calms down.

Momentarily speechless after nearly being tossed head over heals by another irregular and  aggressive wave, Cumarinda pants and looks gratefully at her savior. Replying with a warm and bright smile she says, "Yes, thank you very much. Please tell me what may I call you sir so that I can bless you in my orisons to Sun Father Pelor."

Her following words and her smile falters as she faces the huge growling white wolf. Her eyes grow wide with fear and slowly well with tears as she reflexively backs away from the wolf. With a softly whispered, "Dawnfather protect us!", she quickly places herself between the wolf and Zhera.

One slip could have been the end. On the sea with all there is to face and without a boat. Unfortunately she didnt knew whether to bless or curse the had that saved her. Thing that helped from slapping the hand away. What the big wolf would do she didnt knew. "Thank you." She told him maybe a bit weary as she removed her arm. The action of Cumarinda just confused her even more, protect her?.. Letting that slid for later she placed a hand on one of her knives as she eyed the other for any kind of negative response.

"Hush. If the wolf wanted you dead, you would be. Do not draw them." It seemed more of a order then anything else as Faolan watches as Zhera put her hands to her blades. "Its bite is worse then its bite. Course it never bit me." Faolan moves back, bowing slightly "Faolan, protector of nature."

"Bite or bite. Thats a lot of bite then." As if struggling she placed her arm behind her back and grasps the other elbow. "Zhera... Nothing personal, but I just got ot a pinch inside a cave. Lots of fanged creaturesThei DID want a personal part of me." She stepped to the side and forward not wanting to let the priestess with all the heat.

The Priestess quickly regained her feet and most of her composure, her smile replacing her previous fears and tears. “I am Cumarinda Imbrex, Priestess of Pelor the Shining One. Please forgive our caution, friend Faolin. My last meeting with a growling white wolf ended badly for all. However, I'm certain your companion was reacting to the fur that I gathered at the end of that fateful battle. I pray your large pale canine friend can understand that neither I nor Zhera have anything but gratitude for your help and no ill will towards him or her.” she said quickly, while returning the druid's bow.

“You say you are a guardian of nature. I see. Given your choice of companion, I'd guess you are closer to it than most, perhaps even able to gather elemental power. Even so, we are more kindred  than different, for I serve one of the most natural powers of all, the Sun himself!” she concludes with an ardent voice and a beatific smile
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"Then I suppose you invaded its lair which is your fault-not the wolves. Fur? What fur do you speak of?" The druid seems confused by this, as she doesn't seem to wear any fur for that matter. He seems rather confused by what she saids. The sun god? Pelor "You seem to be mistaken. My abilities are not something I can show you nor do I wish to. We just met. Also, your god may say he's a Sun god. But that doesn't mean it is true. Perhaps his abilties are akin to it but he is not a sun god. There is none. But if this is what you believe...so be it. Everyone can belive in something..." Faolan rests his hand on the wolfs forehead. The wolf indeed growls towards the cleric and rogue. The druid looks slightly down at him "Hush."

"Good for you. And I belive in not bothering people that dont like me. Its better to stay alive." She comented as she tryed to pull Cumarinda away. "Nice to meet a nature's guardian."