Southern Cortosi Isles - The Confiance
Liliana slowly turned her head towards the voice trying to draw her attention, lips thinning for a brief moment as she noticed Naval Captain Elbrecht standing expectantly in the doorway of her shared quarters. The woman had the most hawkish features Liliana had ever seen, her eyes always narrow and seemingly focused as though she were hunting prey.
It would have been imposing, had it not been for the fact that she was of peasant birth. "Not particularly, no."
She cast a disinterest glance over to the woman.
"But I suppose I will anyway." With liquid grace Liliana swept herself from the bunk she had been sitting on, scooping up the blade and whip which had been resting just besides her. She swept passed Capatin Elbrecht as though she were little more than a guard of honor, rather than her superior.
Even with the constant sway of the ship Lliana never seemed unsure of her gait, as though she had simply been born to the sea.
A rush of wind flowed through her platinum hair as she stepped onto the deck, finding half a dozen Anirian Corsair's and a few other Dreadlord Initiates already gathered in place. A man was standing ahead of them, clearly waiting for Liliana. His gaze fell on her, the Proctor's pins on his lapel gleaming brightly as he stared at the wayward scion of House Lorel.
He stared at Liliana, who gave nothing more than a shrug.
There were a few mutters of ascent, though Liliana was not among them. She still did not know why she was here, Cousin Elise had not told her the details. Supposedly that would come from one of the sailors aboard this ship. All she knew was that the Lady of House Virak had personally asked her to see to this mission, and she was the one person that Liliana would not defy.
At least not yet.
Most of the other Initiates on board had been surprised that she had elected to join this mission, but she'd simply denied them any explanation. After all, what business was it of theirs? Especially since she didn't really know the reason herself.
The Captain chimed in a second later, interrupting Liliana's thoughts.
"Initiate Lorel. Would you like to join everyone else for the briefing?"
Liliana slowly turned her head towards the voice trying to draw her attention, lips thinning for a brief moment as she noticed Naval Captain Elbrecht standing expectantly in the doorway of her shared quarters. The woman had the most hawkish features Liliana had ever seen, her eyes always narrow and seemingly focused as though she were hunting prey.
It would have been imposing, had it not been for the fact that she was of peasant birth. "Not particularly, no."
She cast a disinterest glance over to the woman.
"But I suppose I will anyway." With liquid grace Liliana swept herself from the bunk she had been sitting on, scooping up the blade and whip which had been resting just besides her. She swept passed Capatin Elbrecht as though she were little more than a guard of honor, rather than her superior.
Even with the constant sway of the ship Lliana never seemed unsure of her gait, as though she had simply been born to the sea.
A rush of wind flowed through her platinum hair as she stepped onto the deck, finding half a dozen Anirian Corsair's and a few other Dreadlord Initiates already gathered in place. A man was standing ahead of them, clearly waiting for Liliana. His gaze fell on her, the Proctor's pins on his lapel gleaming brightly as he stared at the wayward scion of House Lorel.
"Now that everyone is here."
He stared at Liliana, who gave nothing more than a shrug.
"The mission hasn't changed from the earlier briefing. We're looking for the pirates that captured the Merchant Ship Fulfillment. Their base is on one of the nearby Isles. We'll be making landfall after sundown. It's not the cargo we're looking for, but the Merchant. His name is Idrig Tellim, a minor Noble. Understand?"
There were a few mutters of ascent, though Liliana was not among them. She still did not know why she was here, Cousin Elise had not told her the details. Supposedly that would come from one of the sailors aboard this ship. All she knew was that the Lady of House Virak had personally asked her to see to this mission, and she was the one person that Liliana would not defy.
At least not yet.
Most of the other Initiates on board had been surprised that she had elected to join this mission, but she'd simply denied them any explanation. After all, what business was it of theirs? Especially since she didn't really know the reason herself.
The Captain chimed in a second later, interrupting Liliana's thoughts.
"Remember, these aren't the ordinary sort of pirates. From what we know they hail from Cerak, and may have more than one mage among their rank. Though I'm sure you can handle it. Otherwise they would have given me real Dreadlords."