The wind riders decent is marked by the ripples of energy it spreads into the water.
It churns the world energy in the sky, long before nearing us, making the water flow in different directions, almost like it is parting the waters.
Hej can be seen leaning over the deck and smoking his pipe.
His brown robes along with black hair is the only thing seen as there are no others on the deck.
Oila pilots from the top of the frontal brown box that acts as an entrance into the hull.
While they sail near the dock, I inspect the items in the space.
Clothing along with a green hood, a grimoire, blades and food.
Lots of food.
I sit in the same table drinking tea while hooded figure, and young Inquisitors congregate near the dock.
Some come from the amphitheater, others from inside the house.
Sloan can be seen sitting at the edge of the dock, and laughing at whatever Milk is telling her.
