-The Mythics RP-

Vhanya stood at the foredeck, boot tapping lightly against the waxed boards, her yellow eyes flicking about the ship.
Without looking towards her, she gestured in Lichen’s direction.
”You’ll learn when it’s needed. Now, I need you to hunt down the Harpy fellow who left so suddenly, I’d like to have everyone in my sight by sundown; we’ll start with him.”

She started towards the aftercastle, and waved a hand at Raven for his attention.
”You’ll be my helmsman, I’ve no doubt you can steer a ship, you’ve got the arms of someone accustomed to a whipstaff.”
She slowed, looking to both Lichen and Raven, “you two can choose your own cabins for now, there are quarters in both the forecastle and aft.“
”You there, Eerie-“ she reached into her coat to procure a hefty bag of coin- “I want you to go and buy me a month’s worth of provisions, nothing more, nothing less. Tell them Marriott sent you and there won’t be any trouble.” She looked up to meet his gaze, “and don’t try running off, I think you’re smarter than to do so anyways.”

She tossed the sack of coins at his feet, then resumed walking towards the aftercastle, “I’m expecting results from the both of you by sunset!” She called, relishing the commanding tone her voice carried.

Vhanya made her way through the steerage to the cabins and stopped at the locked door of her own. From beneath the collar of her shirt she loosed a small necklace, a silver key dangling from its neat chain.
She unlocked the door with a satisfying click, taking care to shut it quietly behind her.

The cabin had gathered a layer of dust after her month’s absence, she stepped over to her desk and brushed it off as best as she was able, she made a note to herself to have the cabin tidied up before they set sail.
She turned fully around, smiling softly as her eyes travelled around the familiar room: The fine red curtains around their small window, which looked out onto the soft morning light that set the port’s waters a-sparkle: Her bookshelves, holding an assortment of maps, literature, and records kept: The small, comfortable bunk in the corner, and her hat hanging on its hook beside the door.

She stopped at the desk to light a candle, still sitting in its holder as it was a month ago, then sat down, pulling out the drawer of the desk to retrieve her logbook.

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