The tale of the Long Goodbye.

It was a brisk morning; dew still rested upon the blades of grass trimming the walking path. Two bags made of a heftier fabric laid on the grass just to the side of the stone pathway. Trinkets. Nothing of any actual value, at least nothing that would fetch a few coin. Together we stood there, silently glancing to each other, then her parents, then James and Stephanie, then back to each other. Finally, Henley came trotting along; tongue hanging out of his mouth, rolling around on this blackened gums.

It was almost as if there was a collective sigh of relief. I threw Elenoire a quick glance and made a face that screamed "I told you!"

With that, we said our goodbyes and finally made way to the ship to take us home again.

Unfortunately, it is a different ship for our return voyage. I really had hoped to speak to the Captain once again.