Thread: A Dead Captain’s Tail (Starcaller and incendonocturne)

No, I just... woke up. He responded as she passed by him. There was something odd about her, something that brought back flashes from his dream. When had he ever thought about Renata being a siren? Never, far as he could recall. Yet now he did think and intensely so because there just was something about her that reminded him of the poor creature trapped in the water tank in his dream. What was that all about? Why did it still feel so real? Trystan was really confused and still slightly sleepy. There was concern readable on his face as Renata revealed that she, too, had troubles sleeping. The first thing he wanted to ask was about when she started feeling this way, however, she asked something before he could, making him all of a sudden even more curious. Since when was Renata interested in his tours? Sure, she enjoyed the seaside as much as him but she'd never been this eager to actually go out there. Besides, his tours were mainly circled around that wreck off the shore. As any other citizen of their small town, Ren was mildly interested in what exactly that wreck was, but she never seemed to be so curious as to request to go to it. Moreover... Touring is nearly impossible. He said with a sigh. It's weird, the waters are acting weird all around that shipwreck, they've been doing that for the past couple of weeks... he said, while realization suddenly struck him. His dreams, they've become more persistent and crystal clear in the past couple of weeks. Before that it had been barely snippets, unintelligible images and sounds but now, the dreams were so real, so tangible. There had to be some sort of connection between these events but Trystan didn't really want Renata to think he had just lost his minds so, for the moment, he kept quiet, in spite of his burning desire of asking her what exactly made her sleep so bad and when that something started. So uh, no tours today, unfortunately, but I want to do something even more exciting! He said with a smile before finally moving, trusting that Renata would follow. You need some coffee, and I do too, come on. He said, heading towards the small kitchen. Once inside, he hit the on switch on the small coffee maker and went to the cupboard to grab two large cups, which he set down on the counter. The idea he had for the day had come, apparently, out of nowhere, but it was one idea that he was only happy to have. It truly did come in handy at this moment. The coffee he prepared was soon ready and, after pouring two healthy cups, he finally sat down with the woman, ready to tell her what was on his mind. That ship out there. He said. There has to be some story to it, don't you think? And well, since I take tourists to it all the time, I just... need to know what to tell them. And since today I won't be taking anyone to it anyway, I figured I could hit up the library uptown and see if I can find anything about it. Trystan explained before taking a sip of the hot coffee, hot enough to slightly burn his tongue. And if you don't have much else to do, maybe you'd like to come with me? Plenty of books there, another pair of eyes looking wouldn't really hurt, right? And you're just as curious as me, I know.