Welcome Home Lads!

Deluge might have gotten herself a little sidetracked on her way to Daager Isle. Not that she expected her Prince to come looking for her where the pirates used to reside, but she thought it was still worth attempting some sort of notice for the boy that had helped her drag her father home from Armada after whatever shenanigans he'd been into. She had detoured by the Alabastrine shrine and pulled one of the white vines from the birch trees, giving it to her seagull to deliver to the boy whose name if she had heard she had pretended not to hear at his birthday party. She wasn't sure he would know where the plant came from, but there were plenty in the Armada that would recognise it if her mother was to be believed. It was all the clue she could spare, and she would have her lapwing keep an eye on the place just in case he showed up.

As a result she had missed the first half of her father's speech, but she managed to catch the end, something about a festival and fixing the place up? Her ears turned back momentarily as she took in the carnage around them. It'd take more than a bit to fix the place up for visitors but whatever, she supposed it would keep them out of mischief.

Throwing her own voice into the chorus she was ready to get on with the celebrating. Didn't matter to her what they were called. She was keen to get raiding again.