From Garner, who's at work.

Bedge Tallom did his best not to gape in amazement at the ship, hiding his eyes under the brim of his hat as he gazed at it. He knew it would be different, after all it sailed the waves of clouds, not the coastal waters he was used to, but this was something else entirely. It was a good ship, sleek lines, sturdy masts, the rigging smooth and efficient... a ship like that, with eighty seasoned oarsmen who wouldn't tire even against the wind, and each armed to board as reserves... but this wasn't the time to consider such options, and anyway, new advances called for new thinking. Oarsmen here would be useless so far as he understood it. Magic propelled this craft. Bedge wasn't overly familiar with anything magical, beyond the tricks and cantrips of hedge wizards, or foul tasting potions and poultices of village wise women. Still, it was a ship, and what Bedge didn't know about ships he was more than eager to learn. Hiding his calculated study of the craft, he gave an informal salute to the gnome and called 'Aye mate, permission to come aboard?'

Goryn Slave-of-Dreams hulked quietly, hunched inward on himself. It took a great effort not to shiver in front of these strangers and the audience watching them, but he was strong. He had no fear in his heart, not of flying, not of drowning, not of danger. But he'd dreamed this ship. The sigils and runes carved in its hull, though he could not see them clearly at this distance he knew he could draw many of them again and again in his mind's eye. The scintillating pattern of the sails shone like the mist of dreams... his Dreams... not since he was a child had he had dreams so clear, and now he had dreamed this again. Ameso still favored him! Ameso had blessed him again with this curse of visions! Goryn finally DID shake himself when he realized the gnome had spoken and he'd barely heard a word. He set his bag containing his few positions in the world beside him on the dock and cradled his huge bladed long-spear against his shoulder. He quietly stepped in line behind the half-elf and bowed his head to offer a silent prayer of thanks to Ameso.