A little taste of things to come.

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“It seems we have made it through last nights storm... I sure hope Exarch Renard is correct about the location of Rezhial's orb.”, a short, thin, woman in crimson robes whined in an almost child-like voice. “I am getting sick and tired of these trips, I am definitely not looking forward to taking another one. Why can't we just portal ourselves to town instead of sail everywhere?” She was leaning on the railing of the ship, staring at the waves crashing into the hull.

“What, the little girl cannot stand being rocked around by natures wrath?” A thin, man with long black hair clad in leather armor stated with an amused grin playing across his lips.

The woman quickly turned around, the wind blowing the hood off of her head, her auburn hair blowing in the wind. “I am not a little girl! I am a grown woman damn it!” She screamed at the man, her thin angular face turning a bright scarlet hue.

The man almost doubled over in laughter, “Oh, so you are available then? I bet you wouldn't mind me rocking your ship then would you?”. He blurted out, grinning and continuing to hold back his laughter.

The woman balled up her fists, turning redder, “Gustav! Orionis won't stop picking on me!” As she shouted out, a huge hulking bald man in plate-mail walked on over and planted a knee into Orionis' stomach, causing him to double over in pain momentarily. He turned around and looked down at Orionis while the woman stood beside him and giggled. “Serves you right. I wonder what the Exarch would say if he caught you making such an ass out of yourself.”

After a few moments Orionis stood back up and regained his composure. “He would probably side with you, you are his daughter after all. Speaking of which, did he mention who we would be going after?” Orionis rubbed his stomach and glared at Gustav, who was looking up at the sky whistling.

“A mercenary named Zaed Valen. He will be traveling in high company to say the least. You hear anything about the missing High Magister of the Grey tower?” the woman said as she turned back around to watch the waves.

“Yeah I have heard about the disappearance of High Magister Moriarcis and his daughter. If that is the case ,Vela, I am pretty sure the Imperium would like to see them safely returned. They would probably pay us a fortune.” Orionis stated as we walked over to Vela and stood beside her.

Gustav looked in the direction the ship was traveling and let out a big yawn. “Vela, Orionis... we will be arriving at port soon. I suggest we make preparations.” He said in a deep, rough voice that bordered on a growl.