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[Well, this wonderful. Wynter was in the middle of trying to relax when the Barges collided. Being knocked over is enough to bother him, but even more irksome is the sudden lack of oxygen.
Well, he can last a while, but mindful of his warnings, he comes out of his cabin fully armed. He realises he's probably not going to get much rest for the time being as this place seems hostile and strange: undoubtedly the Mirror Barge that was foretold.
He endeavours to not attract undue attention, but as he's got his armour on, that's not going to be a simple matter of keeping to the shadows. He has, by the time he arrives on level six, decided to go the route of 'fake it 'til you make it' and stride, keeping an eye out for others and pretending to be a warden.]
Well, he can last a while, but mindful of his warnings, he comes out of his cabin fully armed. He realises he's probably not going to get much rest for the time being as this place seems hostile and strange: undoubtedly the Mirror Barge that was foretold.
He endeavours to not attract undue attention, but as he's got his armour on, that's not going to be a simple matter of keeping to the shadows. He has, by the time he arrives on level six, decided to go the route of 'fake it 'til you make it' and stride, keeping an eye out for others and pretending to be a warden.]
