Rowan would have been excited about visiting a shipwreck had they not actually been coming to extract victims. Perhaps a cursed shipwreck that was thousands of years old, but the prospect of finding victims who perished recently made her stomach turn. True she had little tolerance for many of those onboard and their status, but that didn't mean she wished to see them perish.

Mama and Papa weren't so excited for her to go either, even though the shipwreck had already happened. They were still worried that Ro had broken the Jade dragon - even more so that she had mended it before showing them. But this was her job and Rowan was determined to help where she could, especially seeing as she had no familial connection to anyone on the boat. As a compromise, Mama had insisted that Ro wear her sturdiest clothes and her Jade pendant.

As they approached the shipwreck, Rowan tucked the pendant into her blouse,  thinking the ship was a great deal larger than she'd imagined; though crushed against the rocks it looks rather a sad sight. Once helped aboard, Rowan wished Delight good luck and went to work. She had the schematics of the ship tucked into her belt and pulled it out every once in a while to get her bearings.

Some of the work involved moving furniture away. Some were out in the hallways just trapped, and others Ro had found them in their rooms. By the second hour, her palms, chapped with dried sea water were aching from pounding on people's doors to make sure she hadn't missed anyone. Wading through the water was quickly siphoning her energy and her back ached, but there was still more work to do and very little time to do it. Ro approached another door and, raising her fist, knocked loudly on it. "Hello?!" she called, her voice echoing, distorted, and muffled by the crowded contents of the hallway.

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