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The boat carries you four away from the shore. You turn towards the ponderous height and mass of the Temple, checking if something moves on the observatory, some shade of the memory you visited — that visited you.
Just empty marble.
Is that even so important, in the end? Ansàrra is leading your path, no matter what.
“Perhaps you were right,” you say turning to Willow.
You look ahead, walking on the creaking boat until you reach the bow. The two mariners dealing with the sail give you a glance as you pass by.
Ahead, just a couple miles forward, you can clearly spot a large grey vessel, crafted with wood and reinforced with steel, cannon tips peeking black and hollow from its bow, the black sails carrying the imperial eagle of the Throne.
“That’s a horrible ship.” Behind you, Rubida and Soralisa stand up as well, joining you and Willow. “But at least we won’t have to spend too much time on it.”
You take a moment to look at all of them — Soralisa holds her arms against her chest, looking at you, Rubida’s blue eyes are stern and alert, ready to use her diplomatic skills to face the Asterite; and Willow crosses her arms over her chest, the curve of her lips displaying her usual confident smirk.
You have learned much from Soralisa. And from Rubida — she was the first of the three to know why you don’t drink wine anymore.
Perhaps, you should take a note from Willow herself.
>In an unprecedented show of foolish bravery, you take off your hood, exposing your silver hair to the sailors. Ansàrra leads your path. It's time to stop hiding who you are.>You wait for the vessel to come closer to ask the sailors to extend the diplomatic banner. You'll approach this with caution.>If the Eye of the Sun was not enough, you ask the girls to pray together for a showy Sanction, something that shows the Throne's vessel is allowed on these waters by sheer benevolence alone.>[Suggestion]ah, yea, another of those important votes. Take your time, anon. This could be a meaningful decision for the future. Perhaps what happened as of late influenced Argia more than she may have perceived... thanks for playing. 