-which he could tell was not the right way. He hadn't a clue of which way they had been going, now he hadn't a clue of where he was going now, and worst of all, he didn't have a crew or anything at all to help him sail, besides Hydran. He knew PDP left before he saw tat he did, but he didn't know about Roan or Noar. Rorik climbed up the mast into the crow's nest, searching for land. Yes, he could see the island he came from, but enough was enough. If bad thigns were to come, he wouldn't be there to have to blame himself for it.<br/>However, seeing the island behind him gave him a heading: away.<br/><br/>He climbed back down to confront Hydran, who was looking out to open sea. He put his arm around her.<br/>"You know, it's gonna be alright Hydran. We're safe now."<br/>She looked at him but remained silent. He hugged her tightly.<br/>"You've got to help me. I'm not gonna be able to run a ship alone."<br/>She nodded in agreement, then cleared her thorat and asked, "Where are we going, and what do I need to do?"<br/><br/>Rorik told her what she needed to know, then he returned to the wheel.<br/>"Yes...everything's gonna be alright."