The last days at the Siren's Roost was not the send-off Braz had been hoping for.
Yala barged in and stood at the table, declaring her displeasure with a declaration of war - and all before breakfast. For Braz this felt like a declaration that the stars come out at night - of course we are at war with the Titans, the Gods of Destruction and Storm who ask others to bend their will to them.
But there was better news, far better news.
With the blessing of the oracle and the party itself was Xan joined in a short ceremony in the pool of the bathhouse of Mytros.
Xan slipped off after this, not sure where she went.
The long drag to the sour vintage was uneventful but the arrive of Sour vintage led to a night of mischief, but that is a tale for another time (last week)