Swamped

You put the eyepiece down and blink a few times, before putting it on again. You could swear you saw stone letters spelling the word CALASKATHA. Must still be dizzy from the gas.

You do see a rock formation that looks a lot like a C, though. That strange word must still be on your mind. You probably just saw the one formation and your weary eyes filled in the rest.

Speaking of rest, you really need some. Well, you've seen enough, at least - that C is quite distinct, and you can see a few islands near it. You're pretty sure that's the cluster you saw on Faron's chart.

And here you'd thought the C was just a note whose meaning you couldn't decipher. Evidently not.

So all you really need to do is wait for the wizard to finish. You hand the eyepiece back to the scout, then sit down. Might as well make yourself comfortable, this usually takes a while.

Then, suddenly, you hear an alarm.

"Hells!" the wizard curses, though he's still making gestures as he talks. "I knew we'd taken too long."

"Don't you worry about that, finish the ward," the scout says. He glances down at the deck. "Looks like it's only one. We might be able to avoid too much damage."

"Only one for now," Wiz mutters. "I've set up the basic circle, so we don't have to worry about any more getting into it, but it'll be two minutes before I can take care of the ones that are already inside."

The scout just nods. Then he reaches into a pot and pulls out a javelin, hurling it down below.

"Hey, Chip!" he shouts, picking up another one. "How's your aim?"

"Not too good in the best of circumstances, and even worse right now," you say, a little sheepishly. "I'm a bit dizzy. Long story."

"Don't want to hear it right now." He tosses his second javelin and picks up a third. "All right, if you can't help me with these, I've got something else you can do while you're up here."