It was finally time for the final event for Calypso's Carnival to be complete and frankly, Pincher was excited to show what he had planned. This was what he had waited for a long time, months to be exact and he knew that it would be a special mark in the history of the Typhoon. The proud figure of the jaguar had allowed himself to do finishing touches to the Tempest while everyone else worked on their lanterns, stepping back from that event to make sure the transitioning to the next and final event would be smooth and not flawed. Being the perfectionist that he was, he had made sure that everything was perfect as he quickly headed towards the obsidian ship that was now laced with fairylights, outlining it's massive form. He walked up the board to ensue that everything on the main deck had placed the tables covered with food of various types. Seafood, fruit, other kinds of meat and vegetables, and delicious deserts that ranged from simply toasted marshmallows to small cakes of various types. Pincher personally was not the finest cook out there and only knew how to cook seafood so he had contributed to that while other better cooks of the crew had decided to chip in and come together in making the food that now covered every inch of the two long tables that were on the main deck. Luckily, nothing would tip over or rock due to the sea being peaceful and still, the crystalline reef waves lazy and softly striking the bottom of the ship but nothing to make it move side to side. The sky above was slowly shifting from it's aqua blue shade to a mixture of gold, orange, and pink as the sun began to slowly set in the horizon. Small stars began to poke out and reveal themselves as Pincher grinned, glad to see everything was going just as he was planning it to be.

Sucking in a small breath, the dark ash gray jaguar glanced down towards the beachside where the others were finishing the lanterns with their wishes written and illustrated. The captain desired to know everyone's but knew it was best to let their wishes be private and kept to themselves so they would be released to sail with them once they were released. His intense vibrant ice blue eyes glinted with a sudden excitement as he stepped off the onyx black pirate ship and towards the beach, his paws softly thumping on the ground as he reached the group. "Alright guys, it's time we release our lanterns. So grab yours and push it out into the sea. Once you do so, head over to the Tempest for the final event." He stated as he headed over to a large basket beside his lantern that was filled with small rope that was going to be used. He pushed the basket forward and pulled out one long string of rope and tied it at the end of his small lantern, making sure everyone that didn't know how to tie a knot would be able to see how he did it. Once done, he bit down on the end of the rope and began to drag his lantern away and towards the shore. Once he reached the shore, he gently pushed his lantern into the water, watching it slowly bob around before finally being pulled away by the current of the sea, it's candle flickering behind the tough paper and outlining his wishes. A faint smile graced his muzzle before he turned towards his crewmates and waited for them to set out their water lanterns and then head towards the Tempest. Snowbound had been invited to join them so he would simply expect them to head over to the ship like the invite had stated to do so. The lanterns were a personal thing for the Typhoon crew and he preferred to keep it that way.

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At Pincher's command, she pushes the lantern into the waters, watching as it sails across the wide expanse with something somber in her eyes. It sails with its message facing the crowd - its prayer and confession - and she reads it over and over again until the words have begun to lose its meaning in her head. Her tongue is heavy, heart swaying as she turns away from the subtle glow of the lanterns for one last time before walking towards the Tempest.

It's wooden floorboards creak familiarly under her weight as she boards, the salty air strong and caressing her senses the further into the ship she goes. Vandal finds herself still seated next to her brother, lips pursed and eyes downcast as she waits for the final event to take place. She isn't quite sure what to expect and lets her brain go wild with an assortment of ideas while she waits, glancing every so often at the gathered (she vehemently denies that her eyes linger on Fischer, even though it does).

"I can't wait to see what you have in store for us, Pinchy," comes her quiet murmur, gaze sweeping back to her brother to offer him a warm look.

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Pincher observed the others begin to arrive, his neutral expression slowly shifting into one of pleased eagerment. He wondered how many more would arrive before he would show what he had in store. Due to how massive the Tempest was and the weight it would carry, the male could rarely take it out into the open sea with his elemental powers but with now him being a demigod with the power of air by his side now, it would be slightly easier for him. He knew that he would be able to last longer on the event and the male glanced towards the others, his expression shifting to each statement. "Thanks guys and fuck you, angry lemon." Pincher rumbled, a warm joking tone tracing his voice before the muscular jaguar stretched for a brief moment while rolling his broad shoulders. "Alright time to light up this fucker." Pincher stated with a quick double stomp that indicated what was to be done. Suddenly the unlit fairlights that oulined the ship came to life, flickering to become visible and contrast the growing darkness of the night.

The dark onyx wood that the Tempest had was now glossed with the brightness, one that had taken forever in putting up. But the male had been determined in making the event as memorable as possible and so despite the headache it had been to put everything up, it had been worth it. He flashed a smug smirk towards Vandal's direction, shrugging his tattooed shoulders as he stated "This is just a taste. Once more come, I'm making the Tempest finally head out to sea again alongside the lanterns." He tipped his dark head towards the lanterns that bobbed lazily around the ship, beginning to slip away towards the horizon of the setting sun.

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