The Navigator stops mid-sentence, exactly as before. His fingers clamp around the bag, and the soft, sickly pulse inside it answers him like a heartbeat.
His eyes glaze over. The fear drains out of his face and leaves something colder behind, a fixed, mechanical hunger for a destination no chart can hold.
The Navigator
Coordinates repeat. Not there. Not there. Again.
The Navigator
Seventeen, nine, blackline drift... no, no, hold the curve. The basin is wrong. The basin is wrong.
The crate beneath him creaks as he leans forward, listening only to the pulse in the bag. Around them, the bay stays steady and quiet, but the artifact keeps time like a hidden machine waking up.
Ség U'llr
The bag is broadcasting a pattern, not a warning.
✓ Quest Accepted
Break The Navigator's trance
“I put a hand on the Navigator's shoulder and focus my Psionic Power into his mind to clear his head from the trance.”
SUCCESS (Good Psionic Power, rolled +2)
Ség U'llr steps in close and sets a steady hand on the Navigator's shoulder. The pulse in the bag flares once, then stutters as if it has lost its rhythm.
His focus sinks inward, precise and quiet, searching for the knot behind the trance.
The Navigator
What... no, wait. I was hearing the route.
The glazed stare breaks. His grip loosens, and the bag slips onto the crate with a dull thud, its light dimming to a weak, embarrassed pulse.
The Navigator
I am... back. Gods, that felt like drowning in numbers.
The Navigator
If I told you the coordinates were singing at me, would you believe that?
He swallows, rubs his face, and looks from Ség to the bag with raw confusion. The bay stays calm, but the artifact lies still now, as if waiting to be named.
Quest Complete
Break The Navigator's trance