The Journals of Araxis: Vol. 6, Entries 4-7.
Entry 4: Daphne and the Collective Technicolour Dreamboat
Today was an interesting day, we climbed aboard a ship with an interesting crew with an interesting philosophy. The passage fee: contribute to the work on the ship and sign the citizenship agreement. Seemed reasonable to me. Daphne seemed quite skeptical but it was hard to argue with the sea fare.
Entry 5: O Captain, Who’s Captain?
What a strange ship indeed. When trying to see what our route was to be; I discovered there was no one captain and that the course was determined by the one who determined it to be. That one was me. I did ask for advice from those who had undertaken this journey before and they confirmed my route choice. I had sailed before, many a time, but not this particular journey.
Entry 6: A Story, A Dragon…maybe and a Moonbeam.
Our host,Finn, sat down to recount the tale of the Story of Dragons, detailing a golden musical device protecting the people from grave danger. This intrigued my party and we all leaned in a bit closer to hear the details of the story. But it ended abruptly with the clamouring bell from the top deck. As we ran up we heard intense shrieking coming from above. This beast flew down from high up in the sky; a long feathered body, vicious talons and a tail stretching out. It was not a dragon; although that would have been much to convenient given the story that we had just been told. Finn shouted out to us all: “This is evil”. Daphne, Finn and I came together to protect our collective interests using our collective skills of water whips, moon beams and strikes to defeat the embodiment of evil. We made quick work of the creature and it fell to the deck. The whole time we were working to keep everyone safe and sound; they were discussing how to proceed with the creature. Honestly, if we had not gone ahead to swiftly deal with whatever that creature was the ship would have gone down with all aboard. It was decided that we would have to partake in the Tribunal as our actions were not in keeping in the spirit of “The Collective”. Will we ever get off this ship? Daphne, very astutely, suggested that the Tribunal might be better on land, to which everyone agreed, it would. We continued sailing on to The Delta and arrived 3 days later.
Entry 7: The Tribunal…and the End.
Well… it wasn’t as long as I had originally thought. 6 days; and honestly it highlighted to the ship crew that they also needed to come up with a better way of dealing with emergencies in the future rather than just talking in circles. By the end of the 6th day our punishment was made clear to us; a curse of a minor itty bitty day that would unfold unique to each Daphne, Finn and I. It was to serve as a lesson about the values we needed to embody. We quickly said goodbye to all on the ship and decided to get to the temple as quickly as we could and wait out the effects of the curse. Oh boy, looking back I am so glad that is over. Daphnes hands fell off when trying to cast magic, there were multiple hands running about in the Temple, Finn had to lie about everything, and I had a looming voice narrating all my thoughts, and trust me when I say that nobody wants to hear all that racket. The sun set but not fast enough for us three.
