Fubsy

To The Edge of the World...

Wimena was bundle of twitching feet and tapping fingers, her activity growing as they neared the shore. On arrival, she practically leapt out of the dinghy. Days of sea travel left her legs as wobbly as a newborn foal, but that did little to hinder her as she thirsting gazed around.
"I'd be happy to hear you play," she spoke, overhearing the Elven bard from earlier.

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@Rusalka
I understand. :) Hope we RP together again in the future!

Hm...what to do with Dani...
Perhaps she dies because of...I dunno, Black Rose reasons and that jetstarts something big?

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"Wonderful idea," Marcella agreed. She gave Cooper one final embrace, with a quick farewell peck on the cheek before pulling away. "I'll see you there."
She flashed the arriving Lila an apologetic smile and took her hand. "Let's go."

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Marcella laughed lightly, though it seemed more weary than anything. "Oh, Coop...I'm so happy to see you're okay." She gave her another tight hug. "I came because of some illness going around." And because I wanted to see you, she silently added. "Luckily I ran into Max and Lila, and they told me where you were."

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@Framing A Moose Holy crapola, welcome back! Hope no one got hurt in that storm.

Also, DAMN what a post. Shit is getting real good real fast.

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Hope Moose hasn't gotten sick again. D:

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Marcella gave the train station a sweeping look, hoping to catch a glimpse of her friend. A light sprinkling of ran was beginning to fall. The warnings of an approaching storm. Hopefully it wouldn't last long. A crew of workers shot her odd look. Some curious, others hostile. Marcella merely gave them a tight lipped smile and continued her search.

A figure crouched against the wall caught her eye. At first she seemed them merely as one of the workers taking a break or so. But on closer inspection, they seemed familiar. Shockingly familiar. "Cooper!" Marcella gasped, her eyes lit with joy. "Cooper, is that you?!"

To The Edge of the World...

"The Constable?" Wimena couldn't hide her awe. This Constable seemed like a mighty important man, the way most of the crew talked about him. "I hope I get to meet him."

The captain's announcement caught her attention, a shiver of anticipation runnin down her spine. The sky seemed clearer. The water seemed bluer. The whole world seemed to rejoice in this new land. Even one of the crew members, an eleven bard, was adding to the excitement with his dainty tune. Wimena laughed lightly. Gripped by the thrill of it all, or perhaps the ale she had downed, the young woman gave a twirl of joy before glancing over at the large half-Orc. "Come on, then! To the Constable!" Flashing a grin, Wimena went to join a the gathered group of adventurers.

To The Edge of the World...

Wimena gave the ale an experimental sniff, scrunching her nose at the smell. With growing hesitance, the half long brought the drink to her lips. The regret came near instantaneously. She gagged as the bitter taste hit her tongue and recoiled from the pitcher. Her head buzzed, her size and lack of experience doing little against the effects People actually drank this for fun?! Coughing out the taste of ale, Wimena gave the barely depleted glass a withering stare. There was no way she was going to finish it, but dumping it into the ocean seemed like a waste.

Her eyes sweepers across the ship before settling onto a half-Orc standing close by. Perfect. Forcing a nonchalant smile on her face, Wimena sauntered over and looked up as innocently as possible. "Hello, sir. Care for a glass? Fresh and most definitely undrunken!"

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Relief flooded through Marcella. So Cooper was okay...good. Beyond good, really. She couldn't wait to see her friend again. "Thank you, Max." She turned towards Lila. "You can come with me if you'd like." She hurried out and back towards the train station.