The next morning, the sun would shine brightly upon Cheres. Kinti and Khala would wake up together, giving each other a kiss to greet the day. They would don their clothes again, which had changed once more into attire more fitting for native Noviancans, or Marqashis. Kinti's steel breastplate had somehow been changed by the mist into a set of gold jewelry, from earrings that seemed to fit holes that appeared in Kintis ears overnight to necklaces and bracelets. Her clothes had changed to simple exposing tribal wear. Khala's original clothes did not have much metal, so she only had a golden necklace, while having tribal garments very similar to Kinti's.
The crew would leave the tavern with their new attire, new names, and new kinks. They received even more looks by the sailors, some of them were confused by their appearance in the village, and some of them swore that the ladies looked different than they did yesterday. Before they headed out, Kinti would remind them of their objective. This was also subject to change by the mist.
"Alright, sisters. We must return to our village in the jungle." Kinti would say, as her accent had changed more to that of a Marqashi. "There, our husbands await us. We must find a way there from Cheres, I am sure we will reach it in no time." The crew did not question the new objective, as they believed it was their objective all along now due to the magic mist changing their minds and memories.