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Myn: As far as you can tell, there are two kinds of magic active here. One spell steers the vessel, and one is for interface--it transmits commands psychically from the one interfacing with it to something else. The spells were probably designed to work in tandem, with magically commanding the vessel. In addition, at least one of the gemstones and probably several were designed to store commands for the spell.
The gnome wipes his brow, rises from fiddling with one of the gemstones, adjusts his goggles, and strokes his beard thoughtfully. His gaze wanders over to the adventurers and dwarf approaching him, and he calls out in greeting, "Hey! You keep aw--wait a tic, you guys... you're the ones here for my boat, aren't you?"
Gourmert strides forward confidently and engages the gnome in conversation, "Aye, tha we be. And ye are?"
The gnome pounds his chest proudly and looks up towards the sky, "Sid Silversprocket, at your service, mates."
Gourmert scratches his head before replying, "Hm, ye be from Baldur's Gate? I think I know ye."
"Of course you know me! There ain't a soul in Baldur's Gate who hasn't heard of the great arcane contraptions built by Sid Silversprocket of the Arcanimus!" Sid replies, sounding almost condescending. "Good thing I was in Waterdeep when the duke put in a call, or you'd be waiting all day for some dingy little raft! Instead, you have my S.S. Carpgristle 5000 to take yous all the way to Mithral Hall!" as he says this, he again looks at the sky and spreads his arms, as if announcing something very magnificent. "Fully automated, yes sirree! Already got a path set for yas, only stop a few times for ya'll to sleep. Probably best not to let it running when you're resting, even if it's perfectly safe. Don't need a crew for this rig, hah! It'll save us a ton of gold... in the long runs, anyway. So! What'dya think?"
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