Terajima shook Elysia's hand offered hand and gave an exaggerated, mocking curtsey to Cartius, smiling sweetly. She had heard of him, of course. Everyone had in their line of work, their ships were considered quite the lucrative targets although too well protected to be worth the trouble for any but the largest or most foolhardy crews. She decided to have a little fun.
"Pray forgive our detainment of your vassal, my Lady. Alas, there was quite the disturbance in the city tonight...brigands at the Bismarck, don't you know. Such a shame. We felt it our solemn duty to ensure that Miss Ryelle did not get caught up in such unpleasantness. As she has explained, we operate in...goods redistribution. We see to it that cargo reaches the correct destination." Not technically a lie. It just so happened that their view of the correct destination differed from the owner's. She turned her attention to Cartius. "Might I be so bold as to enquire as to what brings the great Lord Mavanix to our humble city?" Next to her, Felix was standing stock-still trying to mask the look of sheer terror that was crossing his face. He wanted nothing more than to leave this situation, but Terajima's wicked streak had kicked in again. He silently wished for a distraction, but none came to his rescue.
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Croix stared thoughtfully out of the window of the pirate's lair. The man who had killed One-Eye's brother seemed to be in less pain but was still nowhere near the point where he could be reasonably questioned. Wandering Lion had launched into a long, bawdy song about the exploits of the One-Eyed Samurai and Croix was thoroughly convinced that he was making it up as he went along by this point. He wished that more of the crew would return...they were now down six, including two of their strongest fighters. Wandering Lion's strength would surely be enough to restrain the man physically when he awoke...it was the potential for magical assaults that had him concerned. All the remaining pirates lacked any form of training in the magical arts and without Salaah around there was little they could do should he turn out to be powerful. He sighed and stared at the evening sky, praying the excitement was done for the night.
"Pray forgive our detainment of your vassal, my Lady. Alas, there was quite the disturbance in the city tonight...brigands at the Bismarck, don't you know. Such a shame. We felt it our solemn duty to ensure that Miss Ryelle did not get caught up in such unpleasantness. As she has explained, we operate in...goods redistribution. We see to it that cargo reaches the correct destination." Not technically a lie. It just so happened that their view of the correct destination differed from the owner's. She turned her attention to Cartius. "Might I be so bold as to enquire as to what brings the great Lord Mavanix to our humble city?" Next to her, Felix was standing stock-still trying to mask the look of sheer terror that was crossing his face. He wanted nothing more than to leave this situation, but Terajima's wicked streak had kicked in again. He silently wished for a distraction, but none came to his rescue.
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Croix stared thoughtfully out of the window of the pirate's lair. The man who had killed One-Eye's brother seemed to be in less pain but was still nowhere near the point where he could be reasonably questioned. Wandering Lion had launched into a long, bawdy song about the exploits of the One-Eyed Samurai and Croix was thoroughly convinced that he was making it up as he went along by this point. He wished that more of the crew would return...they were now down six, including two of their strongest fighters. Wandering Lion's strength would surely be enough to restrain the man physically when he awoke...it was the potential for magical assaults that had him concerned. All the remaining pirates lacked any form of training in the magical arts and without Salaah around there was little they could do should he turn out to be powerful. He sighed and stared at the evening sky, praying the excitement was done for the night.