Several hours passed with the large vessel casually striding over untamed waters. Replicus sat on a chair he summoned, and silently looked ahead, past Pherdanta whose duty was to steer the ship.
The vessel reacted to whoever stood in the middle of the deck – the area specified for all steering functions. To move the ship in any particular way, all one had to do was gesture meaningfully toward the direction of choice, and it would follow.
For now, Pherdanta who had her hands behind her back, made the ship keep heading North. It was going to be a long way to the Central Boundary, and soon, threats that needed dealing with soon start rising, but for now, it was smooth sailing.
Replicus sighed.
His mind was still set on the conversation he had been having with Grim.
It tied into what Riba said, and what Pherdanta said too.