The Root Cause[John|Job]

Job Details:

Unwise to the ways of seafaring, the wandering magician from Magnostadt relied on John's expertise to sail towards the Great Forest. The foxdoll had been on ships before, but never in a situation casual enough to enjoy the experience. It was hard to admire the sea when you're sold off as a prisoner and stuffed into a cage or half dead from exhaustion. Even though the threat of a disease loomed grimly overhead the town of Portsmouth, Zion sat patiently and complacent.

"You seem to really know what you're doing."

Zion commented on John's familiarity in operating the vessel to make conversation. "Tell me, what does 'greatness' mean to you? Do you seek to become a great sailor someday?" There was no mocking behind Zion's tone, his question genuine and friendly. Zion was in search of meaning behind 'greatness' in order to live up to a promise. Although he spoke the words casually, the weight behind the question could be felt in his voice.

WC: 164/1000