Hazel's Links
"Boss! Boss! You should really take a look at this..." Hazel exclaims, the iridescent curio beaming with pure pride and joy at the newest map they drafted from scratch. Each part of the map, which was sprawled across the table before the two of them, was painstakingly crafted; he even made the map paper himself, a completely unnecessary undertaking that showed just how much Hazel cared about their profession.
"I spent all night making sure each and every detail was perfect..." he whispers, his eyes watering with an innocent joy while his hands remain clasped at his chest. "What do you think???" Hazel asks, eagerly awaiting even the smallest ounce of approval from Pallas.
A heavy gaze fixes over the work brought before the navigator, just as scrutinizing of this as he was in all other regards. "Hmm." His eyes trace each jagged line and dash made over the thick parchment. Having sailed these coasts for so long meant knowing them just as well as the back of his hand... and for that meant knowing every fault in their portrayal. "There." The elegant swipe of his long finger along the coast draws your eye to it. "You're missing a cluster of rocks just off the north face. If we were sailing at night we could easily run into it while approaching the port and sink. Try again."