[h2]Chamer[/h2]
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[quote=@Dyelli Beybi]
[h3]Zoe Spyrou[/h3]

The ship was not actually too far off the ground yet and as Arkadios sprinted off to attend to a different mooring line, Zoe, who had dropped down, a little ungracefully, next to him, looked up at the Iktani man on the ladder, "Hold a moment... that trunk has your life's work in it?" she asked, "When you get to the top, toss down two ropes.  Your man will want to drive back here to save time on the return and when he does, we will attach one to each end of the trunk and draw it aboard.  Or hopefully someone stronger than I will.  It wouldn't do to loose a life's work if there is a practical way to save it!"

"For now though," she motioned towards the vanishing figure of Arkadios, "I should probably help with the lines.  Better to lose a life's work than your life, after all!" she said with a reassuring smile, though in truth she felt a little concerned.  She had a sneaking feeling she recognised the man from somewhere.  But she didn't dwell on that.  Instead she took off after Arkadios.
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The man, clinging to the rope ladder like a forlorn baby-sloth looked up - holding his bright red tophat to his head and his eyes grew wide as he beheld Zoe above him. At her words his expression immediately melted away into a bright smile. "My lady! You've saved the life of Chamer of Auhque Cōātl. I shall not forget!" His accent was a strange blend of aristocratic Inburian, intruded upon occasionally by hints of Iktani.

At the prospect of saving his trunk though Chamer seemed to come alive. He pulled himself upward, shimmying up like a drowning swimmer breaking toward the surface, or a man who'd been a top-rigger his whole life and once there threw down the ropes.

"Let's see to those lines then!" And like a bucaneer he seized one of the ropes and swung down waiving and shouting after the vehicle.