[center][h1][color=007236]Troe Revinah[/color][/h1]
 
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 Over the next four days and four nights, our adventurers grew closer together as comrades, drinking together, singing songs of merriment, and learning more about each other. Some grew closer, while others realized that maybe possibly they hated another.

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Yeah, no. While some of the others may have bonded over their four days, Troe didn't sing or anything like that. Most of his interactions were when he actually decided to go above deck for the better lighting the sun provided. During that time he of course finished getting introductions out of the way, though he was surprised to meet Rosalia Flos. Truthfully if he had noticed the dignity that she carried herself with, he would have probably realized that she was a noble from the start. 

Despite both being from opposing kingdoms' nobility, neither of them harbored any ill will toward the other. On the question of Rosalia's sister however, Troe had no answers. Though he did have one idea, he could check the records of the refugees from Rjaskav when they returned to New Capita. As a member of a noble family, he would be able to look into those that came from Rjaskav to check for prisoners, slaves, and others that may have been brought along. There was no guarantee, but at the very least he would try. Given the massive influx from both kingdoms, many wouldn't be on record, but it wouldn't hurt to try.

Obviously, he couldn't do anything now. They had just arrived in Santorini to resupply, so of course Troe opted to stay on the ship. The place was essentially an island wide resort, and he had no interest in that. He was already relaxing just fine without a hot spring. With a sigh, he leaned back against the wooden railing of the ship with his book. It was a simple anthology of New Capitan legends, one that he had been eyeing since he had first walked into the library years ago. Unfortunately, back then so many other books had stolen his attention...of course he had also put work into studying. Back then, magic seemed more like a hobby than a skill. Now, however, it would be is tool to fight for his home. He only hoped that his inconsistent studying would still suffice.