un : dappled peals of the parted seas (voice)

[beitangmoran]

[Some people here will recognize the voice, even thought he sudden weird crystal glitches means at odd points during this, the translation might stop working for you and you'll hear whatever is being said in Chinese instead of your own language.]

So... The Dawn's Reach Company was hired to find a treasure and they decided to subcontract to pirates?

[There's an indistinct mumble as an answer.]

And no one thought that it might be a problem?

[Another vague mumble.]

And then when it didn't work they decided to... do it again? Because that makes sense, somehow?

[Silence.]

So who exactly is funding this treasure hunt? Because I might want to tell them they might as well just drop their money right into the sea filled with corpses and the results would probably be the same.

Your captain had better feel like opening his door in the next five minutes before I decide to do it for him.

[ un: black prince / ut malum pluvia | audio ]

[blackscales]

[ un: black prince | audio ]

[ It's been days since the kraken first appeared and half of them were forced to commandeer ships to escape. Some might have already figured out why the danger seems to be receding, however slowly, and so there really isn't any need for some big announcement. Certainly not a whole-ass debate over what to do with a magical object that summoned this mess and nearly dragged them down to the bottom of the ocean.

Some would disagree, and one such red-eyed prince insisted on hunting down an old man who thought they'd settled this already.

The feed that starts is audio only, but the clear sound of Wrathion's voice is easily recognisable. He appears to be talking to someone else, and although his tone is neutral enough anyone who has spoken to him at length can likely discern the faint note of irritation in his choice of wording. ]

This... artefact is alive, dangerous. The mermaids are drawn to it. The wards on the box I have secured it back inside contain it, to some degree, but not entirely. I would still have preferred it destroyed, but if you are so insistent on keeping it I must strongly recommend people are aware it travels with us. This party now has two mysteriously living body parts. You don't consider that a concern they deserve to be made aware of?

[ The voice that answers is, for those that recognise it, Five. He does not sound in the best of moods. ]

There's nothing to say. I told you already, we don't know what happens if we destroy it. We don’t need to make this any more complicated, so the best option is to keep it hidden until we figure this out. [ A pause and his tone gets sharper. ] Trust me, I've —

[ At this point, Five notices Wrathion is recording him when he starts to hear an echo. There's a muffled "really?" and a long silence when the device shuts off. When it turns back on several minutes later they seem to have reached an agreement, and Five's voice suddenly sounds clearer. ]

[ un: ut malum pluvia | audio ]

You might have noticed that we're all still alive. We called off Vane's mission, the magic tongue he used to unleash the undead armada is sealed away safely, and everything should be fine.

[ There. All the relevant details. Happy, Wrathion? ]

Congratulations, we won. Now can we get the hell out of here?