Ignore the creaking wood, Daeva.

Used to drive me round the bend, but apparently the ship's hull needs to bend with the winds, otherwise it'd just snap and fall out of the sky faster than an Elly being called home for din-dins.

Least that's what they tell me. Not like I know any better, eh?

Something has gone wrong--very wrong. I can't do my job! Blast! Shards! Fie!

Please enter /petition in your Chat window and inform a GM.

I'm counting on you, Daeva, to help me.