(The wind and rain does seem to be picking up to an unnatural degree. Lucretia can barely hear her companion over the force of it now, and for a wild moment, wonders if casting silence would do anything to help them out. If it kept the howl of the storm out of her ears for even five minutes, that would be lovely.
Anyway. If she's going to cast anything it really should be a shield. Lucretia has no idea if it's going to keep the weather out, but it should help with any errant lightning? Or whatever might be waiting for them in the water below. She takes a short moment to prepare and cast shield of faith, watching it expand around their ship like a large, rippling bubble.)
I see it! (It isn't any calmer in the shield, but Lucretia certainly feels safer. Safe enough to throw caution to the... uh, winds, and raise the sails bit by bit, ducking her head to avoid getting hit in the face by the wet fabric as it billows out. Maybe they'll catch a bit of luck and get blown the right way? Either way, they can't stay in the same place and wait for the storm to smash them to bits, so.)
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Anyway. If she's going to cast anything it really should be a shield. Lucretia has no idea if it's going to keep the weather out, but it should help with any errant lightning? Or whatever might be waiting for them in the water below. She takes a short moment to prepare and cast shield of faith, watching it expand around their ship like a large, rippling bubble.)
I see it! (It isn't any calmer in the shield, but Lucretia certainly feels safer. Safe enough to throw caution to the... uh, winds, and raise the sails bit by bit, ducking her head to avoid getting hit in the face by the wet fabric as it billows out. Maybe they'll catch a bit of luck and get blown the right way? Either way, they can't stay in the same place and wait for the storm to smash them to bits, so.)