Now, can't have y' wandering about, aimless and such, out there, now can we, Zastra?

Nay, Lysan, nay. Not when there might be **enemies** sneaking around, all sneaky-like!

But what exactly be the business o' y' three? Surely not the sneakin' kind, methinks.

Oh, no! Certainly not! Nope. We were, uh, lost a bit. And then we saw the Lambent Zenith, and we couldn't imagine what had happened--

Eh? Y' heard of the Lambent Zenith, have ye?

Yeah! It's all right here in my book...

(meekly indicating it)

We're in a BOOK!!! Lysan, they got us in a book!

Yeah. Uhm. Page 138?

D'ya think I can find my name? I think I could recognize my name if I see it!

Look! The Zenith! Yes, there it is, all right! And a right pretty picture, too.

"The Lambent Zenith famously cuts an elegant silhouette through the Astral Sea’s silver clouds. A beacon of hope for many, the Zenith's mission is tasked with guiding the lost and bringing peace to tumultuous worlds!"

Cor! Famous, he says!

Oh, sure! We're big fans. Love the Lambert Zenith. We really hoped to talk with Captain... I want to say... 

Malayuri.

Exactly! Where is good ol' Malayuri, anyway?

Ach. Well, y' see... 

Perhaps that's a tale best told by the first mate.

AND WHAT'S ALL THIS, THEN?!

I SAY, strange fish you've managed to catch today, WHAT WHAT? 

Relax, Ilren. They're harmless. Likely more castaways dashed upon the rock.

OH, HO HO! Lots of that going around, WHAT? A tale not unlike MY OWN, EH? Well, then, WELCOME ABOARD. Best to make yourselves COMFORTABLE, what with such ASTRAL PREDATORS wanderin' about! Have y' a vessel nearby, HMM? 

Oh! Thank you. No, no vessel.

SAME SAME, to be sure. My skiff utterly destroyed. SHAME, really. Shame. Luckily our crew here is QUITE hospitable. 

Excuse me. "Predators?"

So you're new to the crew here? And made the first mate already?

OH, NO, NO, NO. I am merely an INTERIM leader, of course. First mate Figaro is still A BIT SICK, you know. But I am HAPPY TO SERVE as leader while he is suchly INDISPOSED. No worries at all, at all.

I see... OK, well, thanks for the hospitality. If we can help in any way, we're happy to pitch in. 

BRILLIANT! Yes! One doesn't require food or drink here, but we might be able to SCROUNGE UP a few nibbles and such, for a sign of welcome, AS ONE DOES. Shall we RECONVENE to the galley in, say, ten minutes, or whatever is your measurable equivalent? LOVELY!

Well! How about that! Finally, some hospitality around here!

Well, that was a thing, eh? Y' might as well make y'rselves at home.

Yeah. But don't worry. We're still up here, on guard for anything.

(she gives Eric a watchful eye, a thin veneer of threat behind it)

AnyTHING from anyONE. 

Uh, why is she looking at me like that? 

Come on, Eric. We might as well check out the place while we're here!
(to himself)

Gee! The Lambent Zenith! Neat! 

Hmmm.

(following the boys, leaving the two githyanki pirates, who return to being distracted by Presto's book. Still, her "over-protective sense" is kicking in...)

(something's up, but she can't quite put her finger on it)