Myst Drowned

I never knew why people didn’t just take an airship into a Myst Geyser and infuse all their stones with myst. Today I learned. I am currently on a research vessel that travels to geysers and studies the fauna that lives off the myst. I was allowed to accompany them as an amateur Wind Listener, as they had no others to join them for the journey. For a well-organized vessel to forget essential personnel, such as a Wind Listener, should have been the first sign this wasn’t going to go well.

As we were approaching the edge of the geyser, one of the ship's workers was working on the observation deck where the researchers were gathering. As the workers often do, they are hanging over the edge of the railing, pulling various ropes to control the direction the wind takes them. In an instant, the rope the elven man was holding pulled tight, pulling the man over the side of the ship. He would have been fine if his safety harness hadn't been disconnected somehow.

With a scream of panic, the rope flung the worker from the ship and into the myst. Upon contact with the myst, the man had stopped falling and maintained the elevation at which he touched the myst. His panicked shouting quickly turned into frantic coughing as he was forced to inhale the myst.

People had tried to catch the harness rope, but to no avail, as it went over the side with him. There were shocked screams, and others were shouting to get people to save the poor man. Everyone else knew the man was already dead.