Birch: Thorn, did you . . . lose someone in the service?
Thorn: Yes. Remember the destruction of CSS Margaid . . . ?
*Ceannic Sailing Ship.
Thorn: Silly question. Everyone remembers where they were when they heard about what happened to the Margaid.
Birch: I came back from walking the dog, and the whole family was crowded around the radio . . .
Juniper: I had a part-time job at the local stables. The boss found me brushing one of the unicorns . . .
Rowan: The RAs at summer camp gathered us all together . . .
Florian: We all got sent home from daycare early . . .
Juniper: Rowan, are you sure this kid is legal?
Florian: Hey! I have youthful vigor! Some people think that’s cute!
That’s…a big fish.
Was the ship supposed to have wards so these goliaths didn’t bother it? Did someone skimp on the “giant sea serpent repellent?” Or was this a “once in 100 years” sort of event, and caught everyone by surprise?
It was probably the same reason for the loss of the USS Cyclops or the SS Edmund Fitzgerald, you don’t get to pick when the seas decide to sink your ship. No matter how safe you think you are, if your ship is sunk, you’re sunk.
*sings “The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald” softly*
Once-in-100-years kind of thing. Sea monsters this size aren’t natural, so it’s not like you can just sail around their established migration routes or anything — you don’t know where or when they’ll develop.
How do sea monsters “develop”?
Magic! This planet doesn’t have the ecosystem to support a population of multi-blue-whale-sized sea monsters. But every once in a while, a nice normal-size sea serpent will be affected by magic — in this case, it ate a bunch of water spirits — and things will get weird.
This is also where dragons come from, btw. Since those live on land, it’s much more likely that humans will notice and arrange to destroy them before they get this dangerous.
… was it as big event as Challenger?
Bigger than Challenger (more people died, for one thing), not quite as big as 9/11.
“Rowan, are you sure this kid is legal?”
What’s the age of consent in Ceannis?
Different districts have different rules, including sliding-scale things for teenagers, and at 18 you’re legally an adult everywhere. Florian here is a baby-faced 19-20.
ha! do i ever know that feeling! i’m twenty and i still get regularly mistaken for sixteen, which has been happening since i was sixteen and getting mistaken for twelve.
Test comment for data collection purposes. Feel free to delete this after we fix the comments.
[…] or old-fashioned Ceannic terms and names map to Irish Gaelic. Tiernan (the cat) = little lord, Margaid (the ship) = […]
…didn’t they both watch most of their team die?
They’ve all lost teammates, but they weren’t dating/married to any of them at the time.
I like that Birch is the kind of guy to try and connect and sympathize with Thorn over his comment, instead of getting mad about it as a potential slight against him. That’s a rare quality.