Huh. That doesnae sound like any magic I've ever heard of, tell ye true. I'm not a mage, though. Would nae surprise me tae know they're holdin' out, aye?

[Have heart, young man; the shore is quickly approaching. The Skywind elf lets him down gently, before dropping to her own feet on the dry sand.]

I hear they've somethin' called a visitor's center in town, I could always walk with ye there. I probably ought tae check it out myself at some point...

[What? Nyx would get there, eventually...] I'm Naimi-Selari-Nykantia--but ye can call me Nyx. And who would you be?