Check-in! (Check fin?)

[thornsofmalkav]

Okay. Uh. Wow. I did not expect to be Investigating as a mermaid. Selkie. Finvestigating. You know.

I also did not expect to get all kinds of shiny mermaid knowledge dumped in my head the moment I ended up in the water, but that seems to have happened anyway. So if anyone wants to know anything about that shit, please do ask me. The most important thing is that the Thalassian Mermaid Queen, the Dread Empress or whatever, is as scary as fuck and our cover story should probably be that we ran away from her empire because we didn’t want to become cannibal berserkers. Which are a thing. Oh my god.

Anyway, it looks like we’re in the world with the Labyrinthine Shoals? Like, that’s evidently where we are. We’re in the Shoals. And I guess we’re mermaids? Some of us? Can anyone chime in to tell me if there’s anyone around who’s not a mermaid.

Actually, maybe we should make this a general check-in with, like, name and species. I’ll go first: this is Thorne and it looks like I’m a California sea lion selkie.

Comments

[fruitknife]

Good thing there's someone who can work with it raw around, then. Dunno how well we'd be able to cook it if we're stuck on this thing for a while.

[Eventually he'll get to what passes for the kitchen, but for now? No assumptions.]

[naturaltwohands]

Knowing how to serve raw is good, but there should be a galley--look on the decks for an opening for the smoke to escape. Then we will know for certain. I would imagine it's likely on one of the upper decks.

[fruitknife]

Got it. Once we stop I'll have a look.

[naturaltwohands]

It shouldn't take long, no more than a handful of minutes. You'll know it when you see it--it should be likely be blocked off to prevent people from having their leg fall in, and the funnel will be lined with metal or something else to prevent the flames from torching the ship.