Dragonstone 48

Chapter 48
Delon appears out of nowhere, holding Ferai's hand, calling her "luv" and asking why she was crying. Dude, she just told you to leave her alone; keep your hands to yourself! Ferai says it was because of his singing, and because she remembered something. Delon says "Cry all you need to, luv" and "cradled her against his shoulder as she wept."
When did this too get so friendly? They've known each other for less than a full day! Ferai is a tough, independent woman of the streets; why is she getting so close to this womanizing jackass?
Ferai and Delon have a conversation, during which Delon calls her "luv" about twenty bazillion times and nothing new is established except that they both identify with an albatross, said to "[spend] its entire life on the wing." Could that be romance blossoming?
I hope not, but I fear this is McKiernan's attempt at romantic chemistry.
Our Heroes sail southward for two more days, during which time they debate where to go next. Samurai Chick pushes for going back to abduct Gudrun, while Delon suggests going to Black Mountain so the mages can sift through Ferai's memories like they did Arin's. Ferai objects to this. Egil suggests sailing to the island of Rwn for similar purposes, and maybe the mages there can lift his own curse and restore his stolen memories. Alos simply says he's leaving as soon as possible. Good for him.
Ferai is searching her memories for anything that might pertain to a cursed keeper of faith and/or a maze, when on the second night she awakens Delon. She says she's remembered something: one of the cards used by Old Nom, the fortune-teller at the circus where she was raised, was called the Door to the Temple of the Labyrinth. Ferai sketches it out from memory, including the words above said door, which are in a language she does not know. McKiernan helpfully includes a sample of this script, which looks Hebrew to me. Are there Jews in Mithgar?
The team assembles, and Delon says the letters look Hurnian or Sarainese. He exposits that Hurn is east, past the Isles of Stone, and Sarain is south of there, "full of warring tribes fighting over water and land and theology."
Mithgar has a Middle-East?
Ferai recalls that the stone is red in the picture, and Arin decides they should sail to Sarain and get the letters translated; failing that, they'll sail on to Hurn and try again. There's some more pointless chatter and the chapter ends.
Drinks: None.
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