Ezra was left alone as soon as people realized she's not looking for company. Her clothes or lack thereof, and her tendency to expose herself unexpectedly, might have netted the living merchendise some more "visits" from sailorbs than usual, but that didn't impact either of the two.<br/>Felice, on the other hand, got to learn a bit about ropes and the various ways to tie them - which the sailors, and the other carpenter, . She still had a way to go before she could at least get close to a professional sailor - it seemed those men's knowledge of knots was only rivalled by their arsenal of curses - but overall, she could tie a knot better than almost any "chaos-ridden dryland civilian", as the men used to say.<br/>She also listened to conversations, learning that pickpockets around the docks of their target destination would sometimes slip something in a pocket of a rich-looking man or woman, and accuse the victim of being the thief. Then, as per the law, they were offering a settlement...<br/>It was a good business for the few that were good enough to be able to practice it.<br/><br/>None of these was particulalry useful when the mist fell. You hear Ivan Drago cursing "the tits of the drylander witch that's driving the damn wind so that we can't even make a turn" - one of the nastiest curses in the sailors' arsenal, though he skips the part about throwing his semen over them - and minutes later "The Fat Boar" plunges in the mists, propelled by the winds like a dagger thrown by the hand of a skilled performer.<br/><strong>"Don't let us die here, captain",</strong>Ezra and Felice can hear the ship's boy lamenting.<strong>"I'm too young to die..."<br/>"Are we the victims of sorcery foul?"</strong>a well-dressed sailor asks in a high voice.<strong>"I can't see as far as my...nose!"<br/>"Shut up, Rajoy!",</strong>Ivan Drago's voice booms.<strong>"You know the deck like the back of your hand, you can still work. Drive forward! Sooner or later, we should pass through the mists."</strong><br/>The other men mutter, but obey his orders. For now.<br/>It's evident they're scared, though.