"Why is anyone named? My parents were inspired. Something to do with the moon if I remember correctly." The navigator gave a shrug. Meanings of names weren't that important. It was the actions that became tied to that name that mattered most. She followed him up the steps to the Quarterdeck...
"Yes to both!" She exclaimed excitedly. "We're celebrating after all! This is your first ship!" Mahsain took a moment to look over at Nemmy noticing the red tinge around her cheeks and ears and she tilted her head. "Are you feeling okay? You're looking a bit warm." She lifted her hand and placed...
"Mr. Alengiri's shop is one of my favorite places to eat on the flotilla. That and the spicy noodle shop on the eastern edge. The chef makes the noodles fresh daily and the soup is different for them every day. Whatever she's feeling in the morning. Once out, it's out, but it's always spicy and...
"Just cause the stars are covered, doesn't meant they're suddenly not there." He certainly wasn't strong that overcast and stormy nights could make it harder, but there were ways to deal with that. Mostly by the stars themselves, but she wasn't going to explain all the secrets of the School of...
"That Devani there with the janty looking hat was the pilot of my last ship. The turtle kin over by the wall is a Kharsagan Captain, I've sailed with in the past. Both can attest to my skills." She said as she turned and pointed out two possible sources of reference. She didn't rightly worry...
"An uncertain hand at the helm can lead to disaster. I know when I'm in the right place." The navigator said with a lazy smile at the man across from her, not the least bit concerned about his calling her abilities into question. Perhaps she'd come on a bit too strong, but she'd felt so strongly...
The navigator's eyes lit up as Kaina introduced himself fully. That was why he was familiar. Now that she knew the name, she could see a bit of the fabled Admiral in his face. The name Wendreef was meant for great things everyone said, so it made her curious why this young man was stuck on a...
Mahsain wandered through the streets of the port city in North Ilica. She was a free agent, her last contract having been completed. She supposed she should try and find more work, but she was in no rush. She wanted something different, something more than just another merchant vessel going back...
Mahsain hardly noticed the inquisitive looks as those in the restaurant turned to look at the two women entering, both important members within Kharsagan society. Navigator and Tempestarii, one that directed the ships that they depended, the other that directed the skies. The navigator stood on...
While the Tempestarii was fast as the winds when she wanted to be, Mahsain had an advantage of her own. The sun and the stars sang to her, teaching her their paths and while pathfinding, navigating was normally reserved for guiding ships on the seas that didn't mean it was only for that. Her...
Mahsain laughed at the words of her friend. Of course the obvious choice would be spicy noodles. The best of both suggestions. The navigator was already party down the rigging when Anemone shouted Race you! from the nest above. The deva's blue eyes glanced up at her friend standing on the edge...
"Oh! With a name like the Vagrant Breeze then you are sure for a smooth sailing. Sad about the undesirable Captain." She said with a teasing grin as she looked over at her friend who showed excitement at the prospect of leaving the flotilla. Mahsain was proud of her, proud of Nemmy for taking...
Her eyes glance up at the gulls hovering in the sky above them, sometimes swooping in and out as they went back toward the ship where it sat at a distance. One particular bold creature landed right on the tip of the little dingy, cawing in a demanding tone. "I'm not adverse to having gull for...
She tilted her head as she rowed. Having not really thought it through. Sometimes a common theme of hers. The stars changed as the sky moved and a reading that was good for one minute was bad the next. The navigator had become some what spontaneous as a result. It was important to take advantage...
Mahsain reached out to push at her friend lightly. "Don't tease. A good ship needs a good crew. A competent crew. A bad crew is always having to be replaced. A good crew is family." She didn't have any romantic designs on this particular pilot. Just that he was good crew, which to a navigator...
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