The rest of the day proceeded smoothly, if uneventfully. For Ahnasha, anything that could get her mind off of the prior conversation was welcome, and the tome was a suitable enough distraction. For Kaleeth, spending time with others was her preferred method to pass the time. The long conversation with Sabine gave her many questions, some of which she asked to Janius, but many that she could only really answer through experience. She still had fear and anxiety for the new and unfamiliar places they would be visiting, but curiosity proved to be a stronger force in her mind.
Through the weeks of study aboard the vessel, Ahnasha learned more about how to begin the long path to extend her life, though it wasn't particularly savory. For her goal, she needed an in-depth understanding of the forces that bound her soul to her body. In essence, she needed to become a necromancer. It was a practice looked down upon in almost all of Tamriel, and she could not say she found it appealing either, but for what she wanted, there was a lot she was willing to sacrifice. From her own magical studies, she already had some knowledge of conjuration, so getting started was rather quick. Not long after she started, she was already to the point where she could reanimate rat carcasses for a short time, and during the journey, further improved the spell's duration. Unfortunately, given a lack of corpses, she could not test her spells on larger creatures. Beyond her studies, most of the rest of the voyage was rather dull, though that was perhaps for the best. The Dunmer Reynal was just as keen on avoiding them as they were of avoiding him, so they only had a few more unpleasant encounters with him. The only other point at which Ahnasha became significantly upset was when the ship stopped in Leyawiin to resupply. It was her hometown, where her parents and family likely currently lived, and for the entire day that they were there, she did not even leave her bunk except for her most basic needs. The reason she gave to Fendros and the others was that she did not want to risk being seen by someone who knew her, but with how depressed she seemed for most of the day, it was clear that there was more to it than that.
For many of the others, the appeal of the voyage was wearing quite thin by its end. Lorag rather liked the regular access to ale, but the fact that it was tightly rationed frustrated him. Of course, he recognized that, were it not rationed, sailors would dehydrate themselves by overdrinking, and they would run out of their ale long before they reached their destination, but that did not prevent him from complaining. Out of everyone in the pack, however, he seemed to get along most easily with the sailors, as their personalities were much closer. He joined in on many of there bets and competitions, and when he was not with the others in the pack, there were a few sailors he spoke with regularly. Similarly, Kaleeth tended to talk with the sailors more than most of the others, but for different reasons. She was a social individual, and when she could not speak to the rest of the pack, or when they ran out of things to talk about, she tried finding others to speak to. However, compared to Lorag, there were less who she could get along with, and some of them, especially Argonian men, gave her kinds of attention that seemed to upset Janius, and after a while, she stopped talking to them altogether. Meesei was less social with the crew, though she did talk with a few of them from time to time. Drinks made a few more advances on her, with no more success than the previous. Otherwise, when she was not with the pack, she passed the time with meditation, as usual.
It was early in the morning when the ship finally came within sight of the Imperial City, so the Captain sent down someone to awaken their passengers so they could leave before the crew needed to start unloading cargo. The sailor was meant to awaken them quietly, and not disturb the sleeping members of the crew, but being that it was Nirasi he sent, she chose a much more direct approach.
"Alright ya lazy fetchers, rise n' shine. The city awaits, in all it's pompous glory." Nirasi shouted as she entered the bunks, immediately producing a few groans and curses from some of the tired sailors.
