Caledon Part 1

When Caledon crested the surface he let go of the air pocket spell to consere his strength. He spun in the waves until he saw his vessel, a tiny skipper with a lone purple sail raised.
“HEY!!! Azarin! HEY!”
Caledon saw some motion on the boat but it didn’t turn towards him. He started swimming towards the boat and his leg throbbed more by the minute. He closed his eyes and whispered a small healing spell. It would at least numb the pain, but he knew he needed to get out of the water soon and get the leg treated properly. Joseph was also on the boat and he was the true healer of the trio. They had all met in first year at Tanta Academy and even though they had all chosen different disciplines in the mystical arts they remained friends.
As he got closer Caledon called again and this time Azarin spun, his tall thin frame moving to get the boat turned towards Caledon. Caledon breathed a sigh of relief and decided to float and wait for his rescue to arrive. As the boat pulled close Joseph offered his hand to the tired floating magician.
“What are you doing over here Cal?” he said with a smirk.
“Would you believe I just fought an Angular?”
Azarin raised an eye at that.
“This far out? That’s strange. Did you get what we came for?”
“Thanks for your concern, I’m fine” Caledon said as he pulled himself onto the vessel. Joseph saw the wound and went to work on it right away.
“Nasty cut Cal, I’ll do what I can but it’s going to need mending back on shore” said Joseph.
Azarin had moved closer to inspect the wound then exchanged glances with Caledon who shrugged and reached into his coat pocket to pull out a brown bag. He tossed it to Azarin who went straight to opening it.
He pulled out a beautiful crystal stone. The sea light reflected through it creating a prism of colors that enveloped the whole ship.
“Wow,” said all three friends at the same time.
“The Captains Stone,” whispered Caledon.