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Normin scratches his chin. "So there were already others as curious as I was, and it became a system hrm." He decides not to waste the opportunity and approach the restroom to add himself to the line of people waiting to enter the court.

Hyne takes a breath with his gaze shifting elsewhere, "I honestly haven't the faintest of ideas. Must have been a lucky guess. It doesn't matter though, we already know she's not here to do an inspection. We're in danger."

Hyne paces to Oxnar without regarding much of what is going on in the room. He lightly taps his shoulder a couple of times with the back of his hand and asks him while giving one last look around, "Have you seen where the captain went?" When he has Oxnar's attention he lowers his voice to ...

After the woman walks off Norman hrms and hmms. It might be in his best interest to listen to the hearing while he waits.

Not wanting to be trampled by a large crowd, Normin decides to see if he can find anywhere he can be to hear from outside.

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Normin decides to head to the exit to ask one of the people leaving, "Pardon me, do you know how long court will be taking place during this time?"

Hyne shakes his head, "I didn't notice any sort of damage on the ship, and I doubt she would be here and here so quickly if the vessel didn't have fully stocked ammunition. If I had to guess she brought backup to engage with other ships or blockade them." When the little kobold informs the...

Normin rarely finds himself in this district. His rags and stench ill fit the opulence that surround him. He makes his way to the court house with little time and even smaller interest in the other places at this moment. He makes sure to tread along the buildings to avoid being trampled by the traff...

Hyne is caught off guard by what is said. "No mincing words about this, huh? You really think the Flying Eye got attacked?" He gently wrests a shoulder, "I suppose she wouldn't need to face consequences for what happens to civilians, after all." He looks back, "We should pro...

"Very well. I shall head there right away." And he does, walking out of the building to the main square to continue taking the directions to the major courthouse.

"You reckon that's why the Flying Eye Goddess is seeing delays? That's Scorpion Le Brau's symbol right? She must be commanding the seas with that amount of clout right about now."

"Unfortunate, but I shall be on my way. It is not too far from here, correct?"

"That is a shame. May I know when I can expect him back? I am looking to seek advice on matters that might relate to the recent fire that destroyed the apartment home."

Lifting the sight to his gaze and lines it up to the direction of the ship. The ranger tries to hide the magnitude of his concerns as he takes a deep breath. The black flag catches his interest- it doesn't match the design of the other masts and it is located near the top where it can easily be seen...

With how dire the organization and decorative materials of the room within is, Normin almost wonders if he had accidentally wandered to one of his own rooms. He creeks open the door slightly further, moving around to find his sight gazing into more of the room. He calls out into the room, "Hell...

Hyne looks through the spyglass again with a quietly shared concern. Even should the Goddess eventually come, how did the ships that were at port in the beginning manage to outpace it to reach this point? Since he was never instructed to do anything else, he decides to keep to the watch for awhile l...