Call For Help

"Land ho!"

Donovan looks out to the island his ship is approaching. Caspian rushes to the side, onto the fence and holding on to the ropes so he wouldn't slip.

The sound of the sea and loud cawing of seagulls almost drowned Caspian's voice, "Is that Corwyn, Captain?"

Donovan nodded, "Aye! We're stopping here a bit to stock up on food and med kits for our next adventure!"

"Hah, you mean you just wanna treasure hunt around the area!" Teased Caspian. Donovan simply laughed. "You know me too well, Cassie!"

Caspian drops from the fence and heads back to the deck and continued to clean up. Donovan walked over to the same spot where Caspian stood, looking out to the sea. He hasn't visited Corwyn is a while, he wonders how Bonnie and her skippers are doing. Donovan could go on with his train of thought but something tickles his whiskers. The sea of Corwyn was acting odd.

For one thing, there's an awful amount of seagulls so far out from the coast and they're louder than usual. Something weird is going on to rile up the birds so much. He held up his paw to the sky, tapping into his lightning lyss to see if he could detect anything.

The ship then rocks hard. Donovan held on to the fence and clutched his hat close. Did Donovan's ship just got breached? Donovan looks over the fence to the sea. Nothing. In fact, he still has quite a distance from port.

Caspian came running up back to the bow "What in the world was that?" Donovan looked hard into the sea, "I-” He could see ripples and dark blobs but that could just be a shark or a really big fish. He turned to face Caspian, "-I don't know..."

They both share a worried look but Donovan shook his off quick. "Whatever it is, I don't think it harmed the ol' gal much." Caspian was skeptical, he thinks Donovan might know something, but a reassuring pat from Donovan made him drop the subject.

Before Caspian went down again, he asked, "...Shall I give the ship a boost, sir?" Donovan gave it a thought. He shook his head, "There's no need, Caspian. We're close to port anyway." Caspian stared back and grunted a quick reply. "I'll check below for any holes then, Cap." With that, Caspian disappeared under the ship. Donovan sighed heavily. He looked down his paw and found a small scar on his paw pads. It glowed faintly and stings with every touch.

Donovan believes whatever is causing a ruckus to the birds have something to do with magic. A smirk crept up his face. He smells an adventure awaits for him in Corwyn.

The Undying Star docks in Corwyn's port. Donovan looks around the port. Familiar ships were docked, which is a nice thing for him. He could go around asking them for their experience when they traveled to Corwyn.

Caspian unloads a few chests off of the ship. He smacks a brown chest with golden filigree, "Hey Cap, I'll sell off this beaut to the shops, yea?"

"Make sure you don't sell less like last time!" Caspian threw his hands up on the air, "YOU PROMISED NOT TO BRING IT BACK!" Donovan laughed at his first mate's antics.

As Caspian drags a bunch of chests to the shops, Donovan catches a glimpse of someone familiar. Chipped ear, shark tail and jacked arms with scars could only be...

"Bonnie!"

The shark-like woolie looked around and turned to Donovan's voice. As Donovan came up to her, she gave him her toothy smile, "Donnie! Long time no see!" Donovan gave her hand a shake but she pulls him into a side hug. She pats him hard on his back, "Well, look at you with your fancy feather hat!" Donovan laughed. It has been a long time since he saw Bonnie. Last time he saw her was before he left back to Lornesse with his family after they got themselves a family Selpie. He remembered how he and Bonnie bonded over their love of Selpies.

The two chatted up on their life. Bonnie wanted Donovan meet a few of her new skippers. Donovan is very, very, tempted to get a selpie of his own and Bonnie is not helping with all her sweet temptations. He nudged her playfully, "You and your skippers, you know how I'm weak to those fellas!" As Bonnie brings Donovan to her beach where she herds the Selpies, that odd tickling feeling kept bugging Donovan. He couldn't even focus in playing with the selpies. Whatever is out in the ocean, it's calling out to him.

Every now and then, Donovan glances at the sea. No thunder clouds in sight, yet he feels it in his fur. He didn't realised he was walking straight into the pool. "Oi! Watch where you're going," Bonnie's gruff voice shouted from the distance. She came up to him and helped Donovan up. "You're a bit out of loop today, something bothering you?"

Donovan straightened his wet coat, "There is, actually." Bonnie cocked her head to the side. Donovan gestured to the sea, "Don't you feel something's up with the ocean?"

Bonnie looks out. The waves crashed gently to the shore. Seems like nothing was out of the ordinary and yet Bonnie nodded. "You're not wrong." They both continued their walk to Bonnie's selpie farm, "It has been like this for a few days now. My skippers are getting restless over it."

"So you don't know anything?"

She shook her head.

Donovan sighed, "Ah, I see."

"You know something though, don't you?" Bonnie raised a questioning brow at Donovan. He gave her a shrug, "I have theories, but I can't really say for certain." She pulled a chair nearby and sat, arms crossed. "Well I don't mind hearing it out."

Donovan scratched the back of his head, "Well, from my very short experience, I think it has something to do with lyss." Bonnie scrunched up her face, "Lyss? Are you sure?"

"Yes." Donovan walks up to Bonnie, "I work with lightning, they don't hurt me."He opened up his palm, where the cut have left a mark. "Yet when I tried to tap my lyss, it actually hurts me." Bonnie gave Donovan's hand a thorough look. It was a small cut, but it stings whenever Bonnie touched it.

"It could be the work of lyss," she lets go of Donovan's hand, "or it could just be you being clumsy." Donovan looked betrayed. "Me? Clumsy? Bonnie, you know that I haven't been a total klutz in years now!"

She smirked at Donovan, "Sure, you haven't been a klutz, Donnie." Donovan jabs her playfully. Bonnie gave a hearty laugh, but when things quite down again, she turned serious once more. "Are you sure it's lyss, Donovan?"

"Well actually, it's more wild lyss to be honest with you all."

Donovan didn't answer that. The two of them stood their ground and looked around to find the source of the voice. From under the waters, an orange woolyne with fins emerged. They had fins running from their head to their back. What shocks Donovan most, however, is the fact that the woolyne in question had a fish tail for legs. Donovan have never seen anything like them. 

"You're a Seatouched," says Bonnie.

"Yes, I am." The orange woolyne swims closer to shore, where their tail turns to hooves. Donovan might be hanging his jaw right now.

The woolyne coughed, "I should probably introduce myself." They held out their hand to shake, "Hi, my name's Lycra. I'm from the underwater city of Lathule and I need your help." Donovan would probably still be dropping his jaw had Bonnie not nudged him. He scrambled to shake Lycra's hand. "Hey, I'm Donovan, this is Bonnie. What do you mean by wild lyss and why do you need our help?"

"Ah, straight to the point I see!" He points out to the sea, where a bunch of seagulls fly over a specific spot. "Beneath the waves, my city is under attack by rampant wild lyss."

"It's wrecking havoc, creating golems made of corals and kelps, and attacking my people." Donovan and Bonnie looked at each other. "That's really bad but... how are we supposed to help with that?" Donovan asked.

Lycra looks into the ocean, "There's a magic conch shell that can help contain the abundant of lyss." A sad look came across his face, "But it's hidden deep within a mythical temple and-"

He couldn't finish his words because Donovan cuts him off, "Mythical temple you say?" He walked closer to the orange woolyne, his eyes sparkling, "With treasures hidden deep within it?" Lycra feels awkward with Donovan being so close to him but he nodded, "Uhhh, yes?"

Donovan dramatically turns towards Bonnie, "Sorry to cut our outing short, Bonnie but adventure calls." Bonnie crossed her arms, "That's great and all, but how do you plan on going in an underwater temple, Donnie?"

Donovan pointed at Bonnie to answer, but no words came out. He scrunched up his face to think and realised Bonnie's right. How would Donovan ever go into a temple deep in the ocean long enough to not drown. His ears drooped and Donovan looked sadly at Lycra. However, Lycra waved away Bonnie's comment, "That's easy! With this overabundance of lyss, I can turn you into a Seatouched!"

Donovan's ears perked up again. He's going on an adventure! He's going to go underwater! He grabs hold of Lycra's shoulders and shook him excitedly, "That's wonderful! My good friend, I'll help you out and find that magic conch!" Donovan then gasped in realisation, "We'll have to bring Caspian along!" He then drags the orange woolyne on the way back to port, but not without bidding goodbye to Bonnie.

Bonnie simply shook her head and waved back as she watched Donovan drag the poor Seatouched woolyne.