"The wind direction that day was southeast, so we might be able to search around Antuo."
"We can also post some commissions at the Adventurers' Guild in Tansnier. It's not the only ship that went missing in the dust storm, and rescue operations might have already started... Your people are quite responsive in this regard... and they treat both Invokers and Natives equally."
The Lady Noble pushed up her gold-rimmed crystal glasses with her hand, exuding an intellectual aura. She looked at the map and pointed to a few locations with her fingertips—a line drawn approximately between Tansnier and Bain—and spoke to the others.
"Indeed," Bakins looked at the place and nodded, "'your people'... are highly reputable in this regard, well-regarded among those who make a living at sea."
