[Clear all evening long. That's exactly what he thought, but he'd been busy running training drills so he wasn't entirely certain. If there was any doubt that this storm was unnatural before, it's gone now.

The sailor's words get him to glance over, and Alaric's eyes narrow at the mention of Vernier territory. It is a long way from here, and if the entire trip back was peaceful... Well, no sense thinking too much about that right now.]

Thanks. Pretty strange that something like this happened out of nowhere.

[There's no sense in sharing his thoughts with them right now, though. It'd do nothing but get them panicking, and they aren't in a position to deal with that right now.

As he glances around at the injured Blanche is steadily healing, he notices that cleric. Something's definitely up here... He catches Blanche's eye and inclines his head a bit in that direction; he'll be right back, don't worry. After that, he approaches the woman and lowers his voice.]

You didn't happen to see anything unusual, did you, miss?

[It's not threatening, still spoken with the same calm tone as before.]