"Someone was looking for you," a drunk, muscular man applying some paint to his fingernails says to Belmarniss as she walks by. "Drow girl."
"I think I am actually a fairly typical eighth level wizard, though admittedly those are rare, and Fazil is a very typical eighth level cleric of Abadar. Hagan is -
- well, we love him anyway."
"Fy, bite the wizard."
"I've seen this one before. That's her butt, not her face."
"Awww, man. Can't get anything past you twice."
"At least not the fact that your snake has a copy of its face on its butt."
"Why... does your snake... have a copy of its face on its butt."
"Lots of animals do that! Like butterflies with eyes on their wings. It's to misdirect predators."
"I don't think I've actually seen any butterflies like that. Do they also look super dorky?"
"I think it's hard to make your scales look like eyes so you gotta have weird eyes to compensate."
Hee hee hee.
They follow the ship towards Taldor. Fazil composes and sends a Sending. People work on the deck of the ship; some of them are the people they were looking for.
Belmarniss spies on them for clues.
"That's the one who I first found sleeping."
"The one scared of the dark? - bit late for him to be just starting his shift if he's scared of the dark."
"And pretty weird to sleep with a candle on a ship no matter how scared you are."
"It was a candle? That's even weirder than if he had a magic light and left it on because he might as well. Fire hazard, cargo space."
"I don't have a normal sounding guess. Abnormal sounding guesses - his shipmates tolerate this because he has some indispensable ability. Candle is in fact magic, safe, reusable, etcetera, and just looks like a candle for aesthetic reasons. His girlfriend has a crystal ball and likes to watch him sleep. He has some oddball magic that involves waking up in the middle of the night with useful dreams he has to write down right away before he forgets them. He is a quarter some nocturnal species and can't sleep in the dark. The idea is that if someone storms the ship the candle gets knocked over on no prep time and ignites a keg of explosives and they all wake up in a temple with their benefactors with the evidence sunk to the bottom of the sea."
" - not impossible."
"- a girlfriend looking in with a crystal ball - if he's expecting to be scried on and doesn't know when -"
"- right, yeah, it wouldn't have to be a girlfriend, it could be anybody."
"There wasn't a note laid out next to the candle or anything but could be that the clothes he had laid out meant something."
"Or that they can wake him up with a message through the scry."