Sylvi isn't exactly in great shape, at first glance she mistakes you for someone else entirely."Raimius? No, wait.. Typo.. Tychooo" she shakes her head vigorously, as if it'd sober her up for a moment, but it has little to no effect. "Sorry, just... Yeah..." she mutters, realising the state she's put her self in can't appear all that positive to those around her.2561642 wrote:"Hey, Sylvi, can you describe to me, with the most detail you can, what Sven is telling or showing you right now?"
Sylvi's eye's glow blue as she makes the connection. "I can see the town, it's a little blurry looking, but there's no obvious danger. Everyone is looking at m- Sven. Everyone is looking at Sven? Why is everyone looking a Sven?" for what ever reason, this appears to have upset her a little. "He's a good boy... He didn't do anything wrong..."
2561642 wrote:"Too late? I think we might have gotten word of plumes of smoke over the horizon if the otters had beaten us. There was quite a lot of fire in Twin Lakes when they attacked. What do you think, Duke? Or should I call you Captain since I'm manning your rudder? I apologize, I've never been very good with titles."
That's all Sylvi needed to hear to break her connection to Sven, pulling her back to the ship in a mild state of panic. "Trapped?! <He said trapped! Why are we trapped?! Oh Nuetral! How do we get out of this thing?>" she latches on to Tycho, her hands firmly wrapped around his collar. "<You built this thing! How do we get out?!>"Phaing wrote:The Duke ignores all that, and stands up to look out of the other ports. He ducks out of reflex as the gig passes overhead, a gurgling whoosh, and then shrugs. "If they attack now, we are trapped in here....