"Find out for yourself." Dorran smirked; it was his way of getting back at Nox for refusing to reveal his plans.
"Hmm, we'll see about that." Nox smirked and muttered under his breath. "It wouldn't really be bad to add some sea creatures to the group."
The journey was uneventful for the first few days. The sea was calm, the weather fair. Dorran kept mostly to the railing, staring into the water as if he could see all the way to the bottom.
The next day, the weather turned. Dark clouds gathered on the horizon, and the sea began to churn. The captain of the ship, a grizzled man named Lorric, approached Nox.
"Storm coming, Your Majesty. A big one. We should try to skirt around it."
"Do what you must," Nox said. "But keep us on course for Aetherai."
The ship began to climb and fall over growing waves. Rain started to fall, first a drizzle, then a heavy downpour. The crew scrambled to secure the sails and rigging, making sure the ship proceed uninterrupted.
