WEEK 1

[bathymetric]

Happy New Year! ... You're still here. Looks like The Captain wasn't lying when he said the murdering is now up to you. That, or you can all live here on your own. Regardless, it's time to settle in. The days start passing much less eventfully after that first one, and, well... on it goes, huh?

There might not be a whole cruise ship to explore just yet, but there are a variety of amenities available to all of you! Who ever heard of a boring cruise ship, anyway? As the week goes on, you might even start to see some of those strange coins appear for you!

Better buckle down and get to know your fellow passengers, though, if you want to stand a chance of weathering this storm.



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[ ooc: Welcome to peace week! Feel free to mingle (and investigate, if you like) to your hearts' content! Please ensure all investigation toplevels are marked accordingly, and otherwise enjoy! If you wish to talk to The Captain or Davy Jones, look here for the former and here for the latter! ]

Comments

[cethflayn]

Oh-

[Oh, oops, yeah that's. Loud, isn't it.]

I am sorry! I could try lifting the chair.

[She puts the book on the seat of the chair and looks at it for a moment before smartly grabbing it from underneath the seat and lifting it up...minimally. Enough so that when she slowly totters back to the table, it thankfully doesn't scrape against the floor. When she finally places it down, though, her arms are shaking slightly.]

That is - that is heavier than it looks...

[jibunwo]

[Zero pressed a hand low to his helmet in what was, unmistakably, a facepalm.]

Forget it. Don't overexert yourself, and just be a little more mindful next time of what you're doing.

[cethflayn]

[A wince.]

Duly noted. Again, I am very sorry.

[But she's still going to sit down at the table and crack open her old book, quietly beginning to absorb the contents. Again, it's an old-looking book, and the pages are handwritten. It even seems like more paper has been added as time went on, and the volume may have been given new jackets over the years to keep up with the increase.

Flayn is blessedly quiet as she reads.]

[jibunwo]

[the great thing about wearing a mask is that no one can tell when you’re staring at them out of the corner of your eye. Eventually, curiosity got the better of him in between taking notes:]

What is it you were looking for?

[cethflayn]

[The mask thing is a little unnerving, but in all honesty, Zero hasn't done anything to Flayn, so this is like. Sort of her way to try and get over the intimidation factor.]

A book about where I am from. The others mentioned they were finding books about their own homes, so I thought it would be worth it to look myself. And I was not disappointed.

[She'll just close the book, with her thumb in place to mark where she was, and hold it up. The leather is etched nicely, with some details like knots and such, and the title, "A History of Fodlan" is very easy to make out.]

[jibunwo]

It’s true, I discovered one such volume myself. But that seems a particularly ancient tome in comparison; what manner of place is it you’re from?

[cethflayn]

What...manner?

[She takes a moment to really think about it.]

Well...there are many things here on this ship that would be unheard of in Fodlan. The smart-phones, for example. And the pool for swimming on a ship. And the vending machines - the list goes on. I would not know what manner to call it.

[jibunwo]

[Zero gave a small, thoughtful hum as he thought over how best to narrow down the question at hand.]

Without that level of technology...is it possible your world is another with magic like Rikudou’s, or does it simply function differently in more mundane ways?

[cethflayn]

[She perks up a little.] Oh! Yes, we do have magic!

[jibunwo]

Is that right? What is it utilized for?

[cethflayn]

Numerous things. It can facilitate the growth of crops, or be utilized in the preparation and preservation of food, or other daily tasks. It can also be used to heal wounds...as well as inflict them.

[Mages and clerics are a fundamental part of any army.]

It has a myriad of uses, truthfully.