An Elf's Tale, Part 37

"Master has clearly stressed to me that he wishes to see you, at the very most, full of vigor and life."

The world suddenly dimmed. Up above, the moon and stars were fogged behind a wall of dark looming clouds, and the breeze began to blow damp and heavy. 

Rain was approaching.

"And so it is only natural that your health and well-being are most important above all. They must be maintained."

From down below, crashed a rather hefty wave against the bottom of the ship, its impact rippling throughout as a slight quiver within the slightly rotted floorboards. 

"Besides, I struggle to even recall the last time we were plunged in the midst of battle. Time might have dulled you." 

"It has not," Eshwlyn automatically said, still staring deep into the open hatch, yet for some odd reason, finding herself unable to make a single step… and perhaps not even wanting to any longer.