NPC: Gelik Aberwhinge's page

"Good show, holy man," Says Gelik, "Now, on top of everything else, we've got an escaped criminal to watch out for."

He claps his hands in mock applause.

"I say, that dwarf must have waterlogged his skull. He's stark mad if he tries to get aboard. And you--" Gelik sneers at Aria, "--are just as crazy to suggest it."

Gelik hums a little tune to himself as he adjusts his torn and crumpled clothing. Suddenly all his garments appear freshly pressed and laundered.

"Never hurts to look one's best."

The next castaway to come around is Gelik Aberwhinge, the gnome who (up till now) has always been fastidious with his appearance. Now his silken finery is torn and waterlogged, but he seems more preoccupied with something he's spotted in the cove.

"There, there, look there, you fools!" He cries and points. "She's tits up on the rocks!"

Squinting towards the hazy horizon, you can make out the wreck of the Jenivere. Her bow is still above the waterline, and her mast lists heavily towards one of the cliffs that rise up around the cove's inlet to the sea.