[center][h3]Edge of the Blue - Inkwell Isle Three[/h3]
Ace Cadet's [@Yankee], Sakura's [@Zoey Boey], Cuphead's [@ProPro], Link's [@Gentlemanvaultboy], Junior and Kamek's [@DracoLunaris], Hat Kid's [@Dawnrider], Geralt's [@MULTI_MEDIA_MAN], Isabelle's [@Eviledd1984][/center]

Whoever the woman in black was, she seemed at least a little grateful when doubt began to nibble at Sakura's idyllic resolve. Nothing about her manner -difficult to discern as it was- suggested malice, but rather an almost parental sort of disapproval. [i]You should have known better, and now you're beginning to realize.[/i] Rather than linger on the inner conflict, however, Sakura initiated a routine to keep her mind otherwise occupied. Without a vocal shift, the general mood still stood against her plan, until the strapping silver-haired hunter started giving voice to her thoughts.

His gruff voice and weathered hide suggested a practiced pragmatic, and he spoke of experienced both realistic and mature. Unlike many of the heroes that constituted Peach's party and indeed the newly-minted army of Alcamoth, he'd been forced to confront cruelty and complication, situations in which there were no good choices, only less bad ones. He did end up going on a bit, his somewhat intense verbosity no doubt fueled by his own history, and the Ace Cadet let him know. Peach remained quiet the whole time, weighing the options, and rather than cede the floor for an arbitration just yet the Cadet used his momentum to fuel a few counter-proposals.

When the stranger replied, her voice was a little quicker and stiffer than before. “Your past must be storied indeed if your battles above and below stormy waves in your world grant you such courage. There are more than monsters in those depths, but if you believe yourself quite capable of dealing with them, by all means, test the waters.” She gestured outward toward the sea as if suggesting he depart right now.

“As for the guests, gather whomever you might like. I only described the tale; a desire to go aboard is the only true condition. You or your people may even be able to wrest control of it, who can say. If you can truly justify such wild confidence, you may even forget about guests and call it here yourselves and walk the gangway, rather than sneaking in with the cargo. But no matter who enters, beware. I've seen her frightful master, standing at the threshold to that place. Clad in a dark dress of eastern design, wearing a white mask, never making a sound. That anyone who disturbs the workings of the Maw must confront her, I have no doubt. That she is the most approachable of the perils of the Bottomless Sea should suggest a great deal.” With that, she hoped to clear up a couple misconceptions and convey that while the heroes could alter the plan, hers was in their best interest by a long shot. However, she doubted they would see the wisdom in her plan without understanding the nature of the threats they faced themselves. “As you deliberate, why not join our pirate friend on his ship, unless you nurse a desire to traipse about this quaint port town? Given its position, Limsa is a sure port of call on your trip, and its faculties may be of help to you. Assisting its navy will also afford you a perfunctory glimpse at the danger in store.“