"I truly never thought I'd meet anyone who gets more seasick than I," he says. He's not unsympathetic. It's a wretched feeling, the queasy up and down, never able to find an equilibrium point. The sliding nausea.

"No tips or tricks ever offered me have worked, or I'd share one now." He tips his head slightly as he considers something, biting his lower lip uncertainly.

"There is one thing I can do. It would have you largely insensate for the voyage. I'm just not sure how you'll take it, and I'm doubly not sure what the other mages will think. You'd have to tell them you requested it of me."