"The stories just speak of his travels, mostly. He appereantly had a pet dragon.... Oh, and he fought in a battle we sailors like to call the Skirmish of Shadows. I'm prettu sure that's just a rumor, though..."

"What can you tell me about the Skirmish of Shadows," Ajal asks.

"It's exactly what it sounds like. A bunch of shadows just up and attacked one day. It's the location that makes nme think it's a myth, though. Angel Island? That place is made up, isn't it?"

"I guess so," Ajal's mind was working at full capasity now, "by the way those shadows are the reason I'm here for the most part. The person who made them appear is back and out for blood. Keep your eyes open for anything out of the ordinary. Anything else?"
That really happened, Selkie gripped, I wrote about it.

If you had told me that would happen when we first met, I would've had doubts... Kaladin shrugged.
Felecity glanced over at the two spirits. How long have you been there??

Hook nodded. "Riiight. Will do."

Not long, Selkie responds what about you?

"I get it that you don't believe me and I wouldn't either if I was just told," Ajal says, "but Void is real as real as a Chaos Emerald."

I'm usually here. Felecity responded.

"Aright, if you say so." Hook shrugged.

Selkie nods once, I'm Selkie and my friend is Kaladin. Who might you be?


Ajal sighs, "Anything else?"

I'm Felecity Venture Eversoar XVII. A pleasure to meet you. I hope this isn't a rude question, but Selkie, do you have a last name?

Hook shook his head. "They're old stories, I'm afriad. I only know bits and peices."

Waverider, Selkie answers, by any chance are you related to an Edmund Eversoar?

"Do you know anyone who would know more of the stories," Ajal asks.