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After a haphazard landing.... ((Follow up from Ritual RP))

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Rowana:
//This is a thread opening up for post ship "landing" in Leringard. It is done here for convenience because of time conflicts and lack of availability for IG time.

Thanks in advance!
~row

RollinsCat:
*Andrew, not being a sailor, helps by staying as much out of the way as his overtall frame allows while the ship hurtles toward Leringard with the increasing storm biting its stern. At the crash, he manages to hang on to the railing, his head slamming forward and his teeth almost biting through his lower lip. For those who fall overboard into the shallows around the shore he jumps in to help - a sailor he's not, but he swims very well. When everyone is accounted for, he looks around at whomever's left. His speech is puffy, as is his lip.*

"The Twin Dragons are close, and I have a room there. I'm going to make some tea - no, scratch that, I'm going to get a good stiff drink - and dry out by the fire. If anyone needs a private place to bathe and change, my room and tub are open to you - consider that an invitation."

*Wiping the blood from his chin, he starts limping toward the city.*

Rowana:
Herself in a bit of a state already, Anna sees to Connor, Katrien and Saralen (as necessary) after collecting herself from such a rough landing. Once people are collected and on their feet she is once again glued to Connor's side.

 At the announcement from Andrew, she glances over at Connor with an inquiring look though doesn't bother fighting the sound of the weather with her voice.

miltonyorkcastle:
Steel is one of those that would have helped keep the ship afloat until the bitter end, working with the sailors, some of whom, being from Leringard, might recognize him. After the crash, he helps any who need it find the beach. The thrashing waters do not appear to worry him despite the fact spanning them takes considerable time and effort. He powers through the waves, relying on strength more than finesse.

Once with those gathered on shore, and at the mention of rest at the Twin Dragon, Steel grunts a response.

"I can't be seen in Leringard like this, or for that matter, at all. If Leringard is indeed where we wish to meet and talk, I will need some added time to prepare. Otherwise, I suggest those that wish to recover in Leringard do so, and we then meet within the next few days at the end of a portal. As long as it is a place I know well, I can be there on any given day."

Cinnabar:
* Caerwyn, though passingly familiar with the workings of a ship, wisely chooses to stay out of the way, unless and until asked to help. As the ship races its final furlongs toward the shore, he finds the best place he can to weather the impact of the ship's inevetable grounding. When the ship finally comes to rest, he debarks, likely no more wounded than most, and he does what he can to get survivors out of the surf and up above the tide line. He spends some time binding wounds (his own and others) and, once he sees Jaelle in good hands, heads toward the city and The Twin Dragon's Inn, nodding to Andrew Reid's suggestion of the timely need for a stiff drink. *

When Steel speaks, Caerwyn stops, nods once to him, glances over to Jaelle, and replies: "I have Seccea here in town. Let me know where and I'll get word to you as soon as a decision in reached."

* He then proceeds, wind whipping his cloak furiously, into Leringard. *

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