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It pays to be alert while traveling the Dreaming Sea. As one of the largest intrusions of wyld-stuff into Creation proper, the sea is the primary source of this region's wealth and dangers, delivering valuable resources and malicious fae in equal measure. Storms that build out in the depths can travel for miles inland and leave the terrain twisted into new shapes in their wake. It's never just rain that falls. But still, it's much faster to cross the sea than travel overland around it. And Eridani is Dragonblood, a scion of Prasad, a Prince of the Earth. Exalted. She can deal with any problems that arise on the voyage.
The Empire of Prasad has made quite a tidy living off these sorts of voyages, after all. They've got the most Dragonblooded, they're the closest to perfection. Prasadi trade routes have built their own and other kingdoms around the shores of the Dreaming Sea into powerhouses. As part of those relationships, Prasad takes an interest whenever one of their neighbors is having problems. Which is why Eridani is on a ship at this moment. She's leading a delegation to the Anzati Principalities, a group of city-states on the eastern shore. They've sent word of an invasion by a nearby kingdom, while the bulk of their forces is tied up dealing with incursions from the northern forest tribes. So here she is, to sort truth from fiction, deal with the problem if she can and if not, get some actually useful information about what's going on. The Principalities are a good trading partner by and large, but sometimes their internal disunity makes international relationships... complicated.
The trip has been quiet so far, in these beginning stages. Only to be expected, she's barely left Prasad's boundaries.
Still. She'd feel better if something would actually happen. A fog like this presages... something. Eridani paces back and forth on the deck of the ship, peering over the sides, waiting for the first shoe to drop.
