[center][h1]Three Days Later[/h1][/center]

The boat creaked loudly as it came to a stop in the port of Santorini. The normal hordes of tourists departing and re-embarking on boats were replaced by adventurers and sailors resupplying and taking a bit to enjoy dry land before they began the last leg of the journey to Irinoth Island. As was custom in the kingdom of Molto, scantily clad island 'natives' tried as hard as they could to coax people into spending more time and money on the island. Naturally the occasional adventurer was dissuaded from the dangerous mission, abandoning their teams to enjoy a bit of a vacation instead. The pristine white sand of the beach and swaying palms were inviting of course, but it seemed doubtful that any of the adventurers aboard the smelly ship that a few of them had dubbed 'Stinkboat' would be taking an extended leave here.

The seas had been rough so far, as though they were rejecting the sheer number of vessels going in the same direction...It was likely that Troe's earlier statement about many of the adventurers not making it far had already come true. The boat had been tossed and turned and damn near capsized a few times throughout the voyage, but it held strong still. Perhaps the Stinkboat's crew was as hardened as they appeared, though it almost felt like fate had helped the vessel stay afloat in the storms that seemed to hit the ocean every night they had been at sea.

[center][h1][color=007236]Troe Revinah[/color][/h1][/center]

Troe looked over the bow of the fishing ship with a book and quill in hand. He had requested and paid for a few tomes to use to find what spells Tonka would resonate with. She didn't take to wind, though she could certainly read it. The current consensus was that something like Fire or Thunder would probably be more her speed. Whatever doubts Troe may have had about Tonka's magical aptitude had melted away after their first day of study. She seemed to greedily absorb every bit of information she could, exhausting the admittedly limited reading material he had brought along in hours much to Troe's amazement. 

He had taken notes on her growth in such a short period. While she wasn't able to cast anything just yet, the fact that she had been able to grasp the concepts around magic with pretty much no prior education pointed to a real chance that this was the birth of a prodigy...It was almost baffling, though despite her interest in magic, Troe believed Tonka's objective wasn't simply the pursuit of knowledge for its own sake. He had already realized that his role in this situation wasn't that of a teacher, but a tutor...he didn't delude himself with any sense of authority over the woman that could casually crush his head with her bicep. Even so, he was rather happy to see such potential in one that he'd have normally written off as a brute.