[action - Oilvert.]
[Perhaps half a day after Excenmille has set off to retrieve Rahal, he's managed to battle the obvious nausea which is part and parcel of travelling via airship. He enters Oilvert without much circumstance -- the monsters within not even putting up much of a fight. Magic has never been his forte, so going without means absolutely nothing to him. He traverses the halls of the old place, knocking down whatever rises to attack him - eyes keen and senses sharpened.]