[pnpgm] for Update #59 - File 514 - Raddok waits for orders

[Bessie Hadley]

[Apris 27th, 1636TH - approx 2:17 PM]

When the ship begins to veer west, Raddok stands up from behind the lockers and stretches, giving his muscles a chance to relax for a few minutes. He stays amidships, leaning against the front of the lockers & facing forward toward the formerly-following pirate ship. His sword has been returned to its sheath, but remains ready to hand. He silently considers if the ring will see any use today, and is concerned about how Arawn got taken prisoner - and now Z'leyra was probably over there, too. Two magicians now gone from the Black Depths and in unknown danger.

What could catch Arawn? Another mage? Raddok stiffened - what if there was a magician on board one of those pirate ships? The one Fremea had gone to seemed quite disabled by some unknown power - probably the faerry, Raddok grinned despite himself. But the ship they now approached was stopped by mast and sail damage - and nothing since.

"Captain?" Raddok ventured saying in Dwarf Elder to Dorhak. "Could they have a magician of their own on that ship?" He blushed. "Sorry - I know we have no way of knowing, but Arawn is pretty tough, isn't he?" He cleared his throat, not expecting an answer, but has a question that can be. "Shall we ready the small boat for boarding, or are we coming alongside?" He turns to look forward, eager to  be doing - something - anything! He remembers his birth gift, invisibility to magic - a gift he had very rarely needed - since there was no way to actually sneak around since he was not truly invisible. Maybe he could still use it somehow if a mage was on board - and if he & his fellows were very lucky… He sighed, knowing he was just pent up from waiting.



Bess L. Hadley