Drat. Then again, they probably had no business trying to swindle a group of likely swindlers, anyway.
Her dismay soon became morbid curiosity as the Captain arrived looking less than ready to give proper orders. If he was like that and they hadn't even yet boarded... But he instructed those two well enough—what was Code RB?—and, more importantly, they'd gotten passage! Unfortunately. The kinks could be worked out later, since Cima wasn't one to lose a haggle. Worst case scenario she had a few hundred gil to spare, some sturdy bows, and a full quiver. And she'd end up swabbing the deck if she knew her stomach.
Shrugging at the Elezen's petty theft, Melle slung her backpack over both shoulders and followed him alongside Cima and Faydrel. She hopped into the boat, grabbed the edges with cold fingers as it swayed, and shuddered.
"Ships tend to carry big buckets," she told her companions, though it was more of a self-reminder. The things she did for work.
Her dismay soon became morbid curiosity as the Captain arrived looking less than ready to give proper orders. If he was like that and they hadn't even yet boarded... But he instructed those two well enough—what was Code RB?—and, more importantly, they'd gotten passage! Unfortunately. The kinks could be worked out later, since Cima wasn't one to lose a haggle. Worst case scenario she had a few hundred gil to spare, some sturdy bows, and a full quiver. And she'd end up swabbing the deck if she knew her stomach.
Shrugging at the Elezen's petty theft, Melle slung her backpack over both shoulders and followed him alongside Cima and Faydrel. She hopped into the boat, grabbed the edges with cold fingers as it swayed, and shuddered.
"Ships tend to carry big buckets," she told her companions, though it was more of a self-reminder. The things she did for work.
"Melle. You know, like what bears do!"
