Miko comes walking into the room, his pack slung over one shoulder. Seeing James at the window he walks over to him and says, “Looks like the storm came in after all.”

“Yeah,” replies James as he again glances back out the window. “We better hurry down to the docks before Captain Caril sails.”

James grabs his pack and then they go out to the hallway where they find Jiron exiting from his room. “You guys see the storm brewing outside?” he asks.

“Yeah,” replies James. “It’s going to make for a fun day.”

Giving James an odd look he says, “Fun? I don’t think so.”

“I was being sarcastic,” he explains.

They make their way out of the inn and the wind drives the rain into them as they hurry down to the docks. By the time they get to the ship, the rain has succeeded in thoroughly soaking them. Racing up the gangplank, they’re greeted by the captain who says, “’Bout ready to send someone to go look for you guys.”

“Sorry if we’re late,” James says apologetically.

“You’re not going to sail in this are you?” Miko asks.

The captain breaks into a laugh and replies, “It’ll take more than a little storm to keep us at dock.”

Miko looks over to the sea and sees the choppy waters and swallows hard. He looks to James who only shrugs.

“You boys get on into your room at the stern,” the captain says. “We’re casting off the lines now.” A sailor pulls in the gangplank.

The dockworkers untie the ship and toss the lines back to the crew aboard her. The captain begins barking out orders as his men hop to comply. The ship begins to turn slowly as it heads once more out to open waters.

Once the ship is away from the docks, the captain hollers to the crew up in the masts and the sails come down about halfway before they’re tied off. The wind fills the half sails and the ship lurches as it quickly picks up speed.