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[color=efd7ad]Time:[/color] 10:00 am
[color=efd7ad]Location:[/color] Port Vanarosa, outside The Seagull → Ship
[color=efd7ad]Interactions:[/color] [@Helo] Nym | [@Potter] Tigerlily | [@Tae] Lizzie | [@Alivefalling] Barboda | [@princess] Helio
[color=efd7ad]Equipment:[/color] [hider]
clothing
longsword
two daggers
her bow + arrows
backpack including:
one change of clothing
some rations (incl. water)
a pouch with 610 amas
a blanket
a washing cloth
a location sender
hair ties
a small one-hand shovel[/hider]
[hr][i]Action in inventory: gained 30 amas by posting within 24h[/i]
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As Éliane's attention lied on her best friend whom she was hoping to get together with soon enough to exchange their stories, she entirely missed Lizzie's flirtation towards the fairy prince. Her eyes were sparkling with joy. Having people around her that she knew felt so right. She hadn't noticed how desperately her heart had wanted to come home to someone, to see someone's eyes recognize her face and their lips turn into a smile for seeing her. Tigerlily and Nym had both given her that and she could not wait to talk to either of them in a more settled and calm moment. Right now everyone seemed filled with adventurous cravings and excitement. Her chest filled with joy and pride when Nym complimented her as a [i]'traveler with skills worth boastin’ of and a talent with words'[/i], a welcomed warm sensation after the rough news of last night. 

Albeit missing Lizzie's flirt with Helio, she could've never missed the woman turning her attention to her and calling her [i]"my dear"[/i]. Her heart skipped once again for the woman's smooth words. But just as the rest continued to talk, she wondered what her place in this would be. Both Tigerlily and Nym seemed nothing but excited to join the red-haired captain in her pursuit of leading a glorious pirate's life. She trusted them both to keep Lizzie safe. Even though she had only met Nym once before, she felt a bond with him and hoped deeply that the trust she gave him without much reason was justified.

Confusion rose within her as she noticed Tigerlily's attention being drawn towards the prince. She couldn't detect any further interest coming from the prince himself but Éliane was sure that she saw something within Tigerlily, just for a second, that betrayed her composure. Did she know Helio Millenia? She made a mental note to ask her friend about it at a more suitable moment.

Tigerlily's remark on Lizzie's lack of equipment brought her back to the present. [color=efd7ad][i]She needs to blend in better.[/i][/color] In that moment, Barboda brought them back on track. He mentioned the Odds and Ends they should be visiting but announced he would return to the ship already to [i]prepare[/i]. Éliane wasn't a paranoid person, far from it! But something about the tin man still icked her. Maybe she was being silly, overly cautious - also rather unlike her - but she couldn't help it. Something about not knowing who was behind that get-up made her suspicious. And not to forget, his introduction to her and Lizzie had been the murder of two light elves and an offer Lizzie couldn't deny. [color=efd7ad][i]How utterly convenient to have [b]just[/b] the thing someone you snuck up on needs[/i][/color].

As the group began to head towards the nearby Odds and Ends, Barboda was on his way towards the ship. Éliane hesitated. He would have enough time to sabotage the ship or to surprise them with an ambush. It could be a trap. [color=efd7ad][i]Or it could be someone who just so happens to be telling the truth. Someone looking for someone to captain the ship. But what is his gain?[/i][/color] She more than disliked her train of thoughts. Éliane always approached people openly. Kindness and an open mind were the best way to assure people were given a fair chance. She knew her suspicions weren't unjustified. He had murdered two people. He had likely murdered more. But he had also shown them proof of why he considered his actions necessary. And as much as Éliane was still against the execution, she had to remember that Lizzie could have very well been dead. Or captured. She herself could have been dead.

Her mind wouldn't allow her to come to a clear decision about this man. She looked at the group who was several feet away from her now, moving towards the Odds and Ends, and likely being certain she was following. There was no reason for them to think otherwise. [color=efd7ad][i]She knows what she's doing. I hope...[/i][/color] With a few half-run steps Éliane approached Lizzie from behind and softly grabbed her arm to stop her. As Lizzie turned around to look at her, she quickly withdrew her hand from the woman's arm and fished out a handful of coins from her amas pouch. [color=efd7ad]"I'll go ahead to the ship. Consider this a thank you for... for not robbing me when you had the chance."[/color] Éliane took Lizzie's hand with one of hers and placed the coins into it with the other. She looked into her eyes and relished that sight for a few heartbeats as she held onto the now closed hand of the captain. With a smile and a nod she withdrew, turned and headed towards the ship Barboda had pointed out. He had already boarded the vessel.

[color=ce9b08]”Hmm?”[/color] Lizzie turned and looked up at Éliane as the woman began speaking to her and handed her amas. [color=CE9B08]”Oh, well thank you.”[/color] She said as she pocketed the money and briefly glanced in the direction Barboda had gone then back to Éliane, finding it curious that the woman was about to follow the man it was clear she didn’t entirely trust. [color=CE9B08]”A brief warning for you, love. I understand that you do not trust him and you have a right to that, however, he is now a part of my crew. I do not take kindly to those that wish to harm someone of my crew.”[/color] Of course she didn’t know if that was Éliane’s intentions or not, but she would give the warning nonetheless. [color=CE9B08]”That also goes for you, I wouldn’t want to see you hurt either. Just think through your actions, fair?”[/color] She added as she gave her a sweet smile.

Éliane's face showed a frown for a couple of seconds. Harm someone of Lizzie's crew? Élaine had never had the intention to harm someone who didn't cause harm first. However much she wanted to release her pain and anger. She acted in defense and would only strike first if she assumed inevetable harm would come from a person. But of course Lizzie wasn't wrong. She had lifted her bow to Barboda's head and had been ready to plunge him to death with a sharp arrow as certain as her god Solaris was filling her fingertips with light.

With a smile and a nod Éliane withdrew. [color=efd7ad]"You have my word."[/color] She was close to saying [i][color=efd7ad]'I don't want to see you hurt either'[/color][/i]. She wanted quite the opposide. But instead, the elf turned and headed towards the ship Barboda had pointed out earlier. He had already boarded the vessel. Éliane couldn't make him out anymore.

Her steps took her father away from the place her heart longed to be. In her head she could see Nym and Tigerlily laughing while they were shopping. And Lizzie among them, growing more independent with every step she took. Éliane had long grasped that Lizzie wouldn't have needed her money and of course not her protection. But it felt right to leave her with at least something. A few coins more in her pocket wouldn't hurt, she guessed. For a moment Helio slipped into her brain. There was just something about him... She couldn't quite agree with him, something in her felt like she should keep her distance. But at the same time she felt drawn towards him, fascinated by him. She wanted to knew more, wanted to talk to him and understand who he was. He seemed like one hell of an interesting person to be around. Yet... that feeling she should be careful wouldn't leave her.

"Ay [i]you[/i]!" Someone pulled on her arm roughly. Éliane's hand crashed into the person's crook of the arm, then the her fist slammed down onto the elbow. She was released within a fraction of a second. A gasp was heard, a painful whine. Éliane had her hand on the hilt of her sword, the other one up in front of her. Light was glistening at her fingertips. But it soon died down. Éliane eased her posture and let go of the hilt.

An old woman was lying on the floor. The blow to her arm had thrown her entirely off balance. [color=efd7ad]"Oh, Solaris forgive me! I am so sorry. Are you hurt?"[/color] She gently helped the woman to her feet. Without hesistation Éliane grabbed into her backpack and offered the woman water from her water skin. [color=efd7ad]"Are you in need of a medic, ma'am?"[/color]

"Foolish child", she woman coughed at her. She took the water and gulped half of it down before returning it to Éliane. Again, she grabbed her arm and pulled on it. This time Éiane let herself be pulled closer. She old wrinkled face was a map of age. She could not tell how old the demi-human was exactly but she guessed that this person had seen at least a hundred years. Her grey, foggy eyes told silent tales of hundreds more. "You are the one."

[color=efd7ad]"I am what? Excuse me, ma'am, it is really nice to make your accquaintance, but I must disappoint you. I think you've got the wrong person. We have never me-"[/color]

"Silent, child." She dug her nails into Éliane's skin as she pushed her face even closer to the elf's. Éliane was trying hard to be polite and not pull back. The teeth of the woman had seen better days. She wasn't sure what the old lady wanted but she began to suspect that money was involved. "You are [i]IT[/i]!", the woman suddenly exclaimed loudly, screaming into Éliane's face who couldn't help but jump.

"It, it, it, it, it", the woman sing-sang as she began to walk a few feet away and rummage in what seemed to be a pile of trash. Éliane saw a broken location finder, several rusty pots, some old and mostly broken jewellery, a ship's wheel, several wooden boxes that seemed to collect only dust... "There!" The woman had reappeared closely into Éliane's face, faster than she could comprehend. In front of her eyes something brown and blurry blocked her sight. "Pathfinder."

Éliane took the piece into her hand and held it further away from her eyes so she could focus on it. It was nothing but a... coin. A big coin. It was heavy and filled out almost her entire palm. She began to play with it, moving her fingers over and around it. It wasn't brown as she had thought, it was copper. One side of the coin showed a ship's wheel, above it the words [i]Smooth Sailing[/i] were written into a banner. [color=efd7ad]"Port of Ceros. 5 Coppers"[/color], Éliane read the words on the edge out loud. She turned the coin over. On the other side it showed a ship on sea. Above it within a banner it read the words [i]Rough Seas[/i]. The words on the edge formed the sentence [i]Trade Council Of The Narrows[/i].

[color=efd7ad]"Where is the port of Ceros? I have never heard of such a place. I have never seen it on a map."[/color] She was still turning the coin round and round in her hand, running her fingers along it. Something felt familiar and... right. [color=efd7ad]"Who are the 'Narrows'?"[/color] As she looked up from the coin the woman was grinning widely at her. Her eyes were almost lost in her wrinkled face.

"You're the one", she repeated. [color=efd7ad]"What does that mean?"[/color], Éliane asked. But the woman just nodded at her, turned around and began to walk away, humming an unfimilar melody. [color=efd7ad]"Wait, hold up!"[/color] Éliane considered to go after her but something told her not to. [color=efd7ad]"What is this coin? Who are you?"[/color]

But the woman was not listening and Éliane was still playing with the coin, unable to stop and unable to follow the woman. She dropped her gaze onto the object in her hand. [color=efd7ad]"Trade Council Of The Narrows."[/color] She had absolutely no idea what this meant.

As Éliane began to walk, she continued to play with the coin. Her mind once again distracted, she thought to herself: [i][color=efd7ad]'I oughta be more careful with my daydreams. This is the third time today someone was able to snuck up on me. As far as records go, this is a personal best.'[/color][/i]

Only after she began to hear the sound of wild, happy chattering did she perk up her head and notice where she had been walking towards. [color=efd7ad]"Lizzie"[/color], she whispered under her breath as her eyes caught the red-haired woman alongside her crew. They had just left the Odds and Ends shop and were making their way towards the ship. Éliane felt something within herself that didn't make sense to her. For some reason, seeing Lizzie and the crew made her feel as if she was coming home from a long time away. Hadn't she just seen all of them a few minutes ago? How strange.

Instinctively, Éliane let the pathfinder coin slip away into a pocket. Then her eyes grew big as she managed to perceive more than just Lizzie's intense aura. [color=efd7ad]"A PARROT!!!"[/color] She hurried forward and was by Tigerlily's side within a second. Her attention focused on the bird as she moved her finger towards it and it let her pet his little head. Animals just had a thing with Éliane. It had always been this way. [color=efd7ad]"I'm gonna name you Knuckles. That alright, Knuckles?"[/color] The parrot chiriped at her and softly nibbled at Tigerlily's ear. Whether that meant yes or no, she didn't know. [color=efd7ad]"Oh thank you so very much for saving him, Lily. My heart couldn't have bled more with such a beautiful, innocent creature sitting in a cage in a shop all day. No, you belong to the world, Knuckles! You are magnificent and you are free! I will honor every step of the way you choose to take with us."[/color] She petted the bird once more, creeping closely to Tigerlily and ignoring any other people around her. The bird had stolen the show. [color=efd7ad]"What would a pirate ship be without a parrot? Right, Knuckles?"[/color]

Once Éliane had petted him a third time, she was finally ready to turn to the rest of the crew. Her eyes lingered on Lizzie for a moment. [color=efd7ad]"Found anything worth spending money for?"[/color], she asked the crew.

[hr][i]Action in inventory: 
loss of 205 amas (given to Lizzie)
gain of one [url=https://www.instagram.com/p/CRh-xIshIux/]pathfinder coin[/url] (strange gift)[/i]
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