The work on the teleporting ships that would fly high up in the air once complete was going quite well. After the chaos of Eclanor had settled and the hero's party had left for new, uncharted territory, Linkle, Shamisha, and Mono had begun focusing all their energy towards the ships. Well…at least two of them did, for the queen had other plans, leaving the two with her new student, Lutz. And as talented as he may have been, not knowing as much as Shamisha and Linkle, he was simply playing catch-up with the women.
Letting the boy twist some bolts, the two sat in a corner at the top of the spire. Watching him, they shared a cold glass of bubbling ale–something that helped quite a bit with how much idiotic mess Mono put them through quite often.
"Last I heard from her, she was asking me about world travel."
"What?" The sudden remark by Linkle almost made Shamisha choke on her drink. "Oh for the love of–"
