[i]An odd storm has appeared near Windward Island. It is unnatural and may be caused by some ancient device. Windward Island hereby requests any divers brave enough to travel to Gullspire Rock and to end this unnatural storm. Payment: 500 shelma, plus any artifacts found.[/i]

"I don't understand a word of it, but oof did all these fellows get up and outta there in a hurry." Terhikki groaned, staring at the doodles on the paper in front of her. "For all I know this is one big prank and I'm the butt of everyone's jokes again." She crumpled the note in her hand and tossed it aside on the ship she rode in on, leaving it littered on the deck. She looked at the crowded docks and piers of Windward isle, and frowned as she rubbed her jaw.

"I...am definitely not waiting to get off this boat." She concluded, before nodding to herself and leaping up onto the railings of the ship she was on and doing a rather precarious tight-rope esque walk along the docked ship. She laughed as she did so, not caring whose way she got in, not caring who saw her or stared at her- she knew she stood out and she didn't care one bit about it. Her revealing attire- little more than a ragged skirt and vest, her bow slung about her shoulders, her quiver at her hips, and her various climbing tools hooked upon her belt and backpack save for the long knife on her thigh- did little to hide her, and the bright, floral, tattoos she wore only made her stand out all the more.

She then did a comical salute to the crowd of people on the docks-

before the Frozen Sea-lander hopped backwards off the ship and into the waters, sinking into the waves with laughter. Terhikki allowed herself to be pulled to-and-fro by the waves, before she surfaced and smiled brightly at those who watched her somewhat childish display. She then almost lazily swam up alongside to the shore and strode out of the waters and onto the island proper.

"Ah! That felt great! This heat is gonna kill me!" She called out as she stretched. The threat of storms and uncertain weather hadn't seemed to intimidate her at all, and as the soaked woman tossed her hair and wrung it out she looked about idly. She knew there was trouble of some flavor, but she didn't wanna eavesdrop or ask for help on reading the note. All she'd grasped so far was that there were bad storms and they wanted Divers to fix the problem. Terhikki was quick to answer the call- but now that she was here on Windward and she saw the relatively sizeable group of Divers assembled, she felt a bit disheartened.... There were so many people to compete against for the loot, for the adventure!

She fixed her hair in quick motions, crushing the disheartening feelings within her breast just as quickly.

"Alright Terhikki, you've got the will but who has the way- Bah, I'm sure it'll all work itself out." She stopped her worrying and simply moved to get away from the sea and the crowds, giving herself some personal space as she got her bearings on the dock of this small island. She didn't seem all that interested in being in the crowds- the openness of the Frozen Sea had left a distaste for being in hot, sweaty, masses in her mouth. She simply observed the docks for a few moments, before setting her mind on absorbing the area about her.

Ultimately she found her gaze drawn to the storms in the distance, and she set her jaw.

"...Yeah those look nasty, but you'll be fine. Get a good ship and a good crew, then find something amazing to take home for the Snow Hares. You got this."

She would never break that habit of talking to herself, it'd seem.