Nadeline gave Jaakuna a mischievous smile. "[b][color=fdc68a]Raithwall's treasure is said to be incalculable, so to speak.[/color][/b]" She gently closed the tome and put it to the side, happily indulging in some crackers. Emiri sank into her seat with her arms crossed, clearly displeased. "[b][color=fdc68a]Oh come now, Emi, Would you rather have us have it or them?[/color][/b]" She wasn't quite understanding Emiri's reluctance. She was used to it, however, and knew which buttons to press so that she would go along; that's why Nadeline was the one in charge, as usual. "[b][color=fdc68a]Of course, I understand if you're frightened. You could always hang back, Jaakuna and I will go get it.[/color][/b]"

Emiri narrowed her eyes as the familiar green feeling crossed through her mind. Yeah right, like she was going to let Nadeline manipulate her. Except the thought of hanging around in the ship waiting for those two seemed like a bad idea anyway. Nadeline was reckless and Jaakuna was...Jaakuna. Plus they'd somehow start fighting amongst one another. Though she did notice the two suddenly getting along very well. Emiri threw her hands in the air, pouting, "[b][color=f6989d]Fine, fine, we go, then.[/color][/b]"

Nadeline grinned at her, then looked at Jaakuna and batted her eyelashes at him. "[b][color=fdc68a]Be a dear and tell the ship to head for the Westersand.[/color][/b]" She then paused, thinking hard. "[b][color=fdc68a]The only downside is that we'll have to trek through the Sandsea, the Tomb resides in Jagd...Oh, Emi dear, that means the ship can't fly over the area due to an over density of Mist.[/color][/b]" She cheerfully informed her, earning her a glare (never mind that she didn't know that...Emiri really needed to learn these terms...).