"I DO forget some of you are heathens," Adular teases with a wink, "Rain's got a good sense of it... call them Brine's blessings, and let each man and woman decide for themselves who the blessings are from."
Returning from his day with Selenia, Seijiro listens to the chatter on what to call their nascent fleet. He nods in acknowledgement to Rain when she mentions that not all follow the same faith. He considers the possibility of names and several in Minkaian pop into his head... Nazo no kantai, meaning 'enigma fleet' comes to mind, as does Shinsei sendan, meaning 'hallowed flotilla', though again, since not all worship the same gods, hallowed by who? he considers. Then he thinks of Tenshi no kantai, angel fleet, a reference to their pilot's transformation... But he shrugs none of them quite seeming quite right... He keeps his thoughts to himself though, as everyone else seems invested in 'blessings' being part of the name.
Finally speaks up and says quietly "How about 'Fukushu no Tenshi'? I mean 'Avenging Angels'... a reference to our pilot perhaps but also to the intent of so many to go after the traffickers in slaves... "
"If all our ship names ended in Lady, then how would we discern the true Lady, our main ship, from the others? I do not care for such unnecessary confusion. It is true that not all the Officers follow Besmara and it should be taken into consideration. We could simply refer to our growing fleet as the more neutral Brine's Blessings - Blessings for short, as Adular has previously stated."
Horatio turns to look at Rain for a moment.
"As I understand it, the formal name of our Flagship is The Dread Lady and we had simply been calling it The Lady for short."
"Now I may be wrong about that, and if I am, well; no worries."
Then he turns and studies Rain for a moment.
"Meantime, I want to tell you that I disagree with you on something you said."
"In this case I don't think there would be any confusion about the names - unnecessary or otherwise. I also don't happen to like changing her name to The Brine Blessing. To be honest, I liked the name I gave for the reasons I gave."
"That said; you know we disagree about this and you know what I think, so there's nothing more to be said on it," he says somewhat rhetorically.
"Meantime, if the rest of you want to call her The Brine Blessing then that's how it's going to be and I won't say anything else about it."
Finally speaks up and says quietly "How about 'Fukushu no Tenshi'? I mean 'Avenging Angels'... a reference to our pilot perhaps but also to the intent of so many to go after the traffickers in slaves... "
Horatio turns a somewhat quizzical expression at Jiro for a moment then grins slowly.
"Aye! I got no problem with letting slavers know I'm coming for them," he says as his grin suddenly turns wolfish.
"Say; next time we go after some you should come along - you're good with a knife and there's nothing like getting a little blood and justice on your mettle to put a spring in your step," he says clapping Jiro on his back in a friendly manner.
Then he turns to Adular.
"You got any other plans while in town before we head out?" he asks the priest quizzically.
"One thing that unites us, none of us care much for slavers here," Adular says, "Nothing in particular if there isn't a task ahead for me. I tend to go where the wind takes me. Ye've a suggestion?"
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Variel shrugs at the notion of changing the ship's name itself. I did not mean to change the ship's name but if that is the group's consensus then it is fine with me. I was thinking more broadly to the name of our blossoming fleet.. I understand that not everyone follows Besmara. It was a quick idea thrown out to get the ideas flowing. However the idea of Brine's Blessings is ambiguous enough to encompass all and sounds good to the ear.
Jiro, if you want to write that 'Fuku do Tengu' below the nameplate that works for me as well. We will need to get another flag though created, a couple of them actually, to represent our fleet. That way all who see it will know who it belongs to and that if they mess with one ship they will have to deal eventually with all of us.
Once that is accomplished, officers promoted to the Dryad's Grave, a broad rudder attached, and supplies stowed I am thinking to send them off to start plundering. With Adular's help we can always reach them with a sending spell to inform them of our location when it is time for them to pay their tribute to us.
Variel declines to go with Flynn about the box at the moment as he plans to go with Dhaavan to sell the plunder gained and see to the preparations and promotions for the Dryad's Grave.
We will need to get another flag though created, a couple of them actually, to represent our fleet. That way all who see it will know who it belongs to and that if they mess with one ship they will have to deal eventually with all of us.
Horatio cocks his head as he stares at Variel.
"Not really; that was already done when we were sailing," he says with a casual shrug.
He glances at Adular.
"First thing I'd like to know is who here has experience with strange lore and unusual information. Once I get a sense of the folk living here I think I'll know more about where to go," he says as he rubs his chin thoughtfully.
Finally speaks up and says quietly "How about 'Fukushu no Tenshi'? I mean 'Avenging Angels'... a reference to our pilot perhaps but also to the intent of so many to go after the traffickers in slaves... "
Rain's head turned at mention of the name. A light flush spread across her cheeks.
"That, too, is a strong name for our fleet to be. I am open to either."
However the idea of Brine's Blessings is ambiguous enough to encompass all and sounds good to the ear.
Jiro, if you want to write that 'Fuku do Tengu' below the nameplate that works for me as well."
It seemed the matter was settled by Variel and she nodded in agreement.
Upon Variel's utterance that he would venture with Dhaavan to sell a portion of the plunder and purchase parts for the other ship, Rain turned to her betrothed, "I will join you for I would see what there is in the markets. Neko will stay aboard the Lady."
Turning to Flynn and Amen, she added, "Be careful when you ask about the stone box. Others may want to possess it, if it is as valuable as you both believe it to be. Good luck finding someone with true answers on this isle."
It appeared Adular had time to spare to join Flynn and Amen, so she did not have to worry about the two of them getting into too much trouble and needing her physical presence.
Seijiro heads into town with a little grin and orders two nameplates that read both 'Avenging Angels' and underneath that: 'Fukushu no Tenshi' in smaller letters. He orders them made quickly and will pay extra for that (out of his own share if necessary...) They are nice nameplates, but not as large or grand as the current nameplate with the ship's name on it, so as not to overshadow the name 'Dread Lady'... They are identical, so hopefully the one for the Dryad's Grave won't overshadow that ship's name.
When they arrive at the ship, he'll ask that the current crafters on board might install them, but that of course is probably for another day...
"What Lore I have is yours, Flynn, but I'm not the most knowledgeable among the officers. Studied religion, o course, a bit on the planes... but I'm afraid while I'm no yokel, I'm no sage neither. I almost forgot, I am going to go out and snoop out some beginning healing talent for the Grave. "
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Having accompanied Rain and Dhaavan again for the purpose of selling the loot Variel was once again impressed with Rain's and Dhaavan's ability to make the most out of any deal. First it was the number of sailors they found to swell the ranks of the Dryad and The Lady. Now it was for getting premium value for the goods they plundered. It took some time but Variel was pleased with the results. Excellent job both of you. With this we can make some fine upgrades to the ship along with the officers getting some well earned payment as well.
On the way back through Quent Variel makes certain to stop and order a broad rudder and rapid deploy sails. (1500gp spent) He also makes certain to purchase a large diamond for Adular should they ever need certain services from him. (5000gp spent)
After that he returns to the Lady with Rain and Dhaavan to split the rest of the money among the officers and see what the others have been doing while he was making his purchases.
"What Lore I have is yours, Flynn, but I'm not the most knowledgeable among the officers. Studied religion, o course, a bit on the planes... but I'm afraid while I'm no yokel, I'm no sage neither. I almost forgot, I am going to go out and snoop out some beginning healing talent for the Grave. "
Horatio nods briskly at Adular.
”Outstanding!” he says.
”In which case it seems that our paths may be conjoined,” he adds.
”The best place to gather information in Quent is the Temple to Calistra.”
”If you come there with us you’ll be able to help us with gathering clues as well as have the chance to find someone skilled in the healing arts.”
He stretches his back a bit as he thinks about options.
”The time it will take to make the repairs should be at least a day – maybe more. That should give the lads time to play in the town,” he says almost to himself, then glances up at Amen-set.
”The Stone is yours; it called to your mind when we did battle on the ship, but given that it seems like it’s some kind of ore I’m wondering if it can be used by the team as a whole…” he says slowly.
”Either way; once we get the news on the stone and what it can do and so on, then our next step is to make sure we’re properly outfitted for the next expedition.”
”From what I’ve heard it will involve dealing with some trecking inland,” he says slowly, as if not entirely sure he was correct about his data.
”Last time we did work overland we were hardly prepared for the job; I'm wondering if having some gear for that kind of mission would be handy. Either way, we’ll take care of that, too.”
”That said; let’s go!” he adds.
Turning to Flynn and Amen, she added, "Be careful when you ask about the stone box. Others may want to possess it, if it is as valuable as you both believe it to be. Good luck finding someone with true answers on this isle."
He pauses and turns and studies Rain for a moment.
”That’s a good point, Pilot-Major,” he says to her with a nod.
”But don’t worry; if anyone tries to take what’s ours then I will kill them,” he says with a friendly smile but a completely sincere voice.
"Sounds like a good omen then, or at least a happy chance we should take advantage of," Adular says
For those that went to the temple, you are directed to their archivist who requests you leave the cube while she does some divinations and research. She asks that you return the next day.
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The next day you return and she looks extremely harried and exhausted. I don't know what this is or how you found it, but I have been able to find nothing about it other than it is made of a form of starmetal. It seems to be hollow but I cannot say how I know that...it just feels...hollow. I am sorry I could not be more help
She then gives the cube back and excuses herself to her chambers to sleep.
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Upon hearing the news that the stone needs to be left in their care, Amen-set will wait at the temple until the studies are conducted. Seeing that it is a temple, Horatio will trust her safety while she waits.
Both are extremely interested in whatever potential rewards might be there and are confident that if anyone in the Shackles can give them some concrete information, it will be here!
I don't know what this is or how you found it, but I have been able to find nothing about it other than it is made of a form of starmetal. It seems to be hollow but I cannot say how I know that...it just feels...hollow. I am sorry I could not be more help
The information provided was interesting, albeit it wasn't quite what either Horatio or Amen-set were expecting. However, they thank the priestess and take back the stone and decide to do some shopping.
"Well, that was a bust," Adular frowns at the news, and looks to Flynn, "If she couldn't, not sure who could."
Adular also asks around if any priests or priestesses were looking to spend time on a pirate ship as a healer
Adular, you are able to find an apprentice cleric of Besmara who is looking to begin her experience at sea.
So to remind you all, you have two paths of investigation to go down, you have the Naga you just learned about, but you also have Jaymiss Keft in Drenchport whom Dindreann told you about before you went looking for the Brine Banshee.
"Well, that was a bust," Adular says.
”You’re telling me,” Horatio says with a lecherous grin as he stares at the obvious cleavage of a Calistrian priestess while Amen-set rolls her eyes and sighs loudly at his terrible double entendre.
He then shakes his head at looks at Adular.
”Right! So the next thing we really ought to be looking for is information both about this Naga, not to mention that Jaymiss Keft guy.”
”I’m not partial either way; who do you want to search about next?” he asks the priest.
Amen-set feels her teeth grind together as she waits patiently for answers.
While it was true that the gods encouraged individuals to strike out on their own and do great works, it seemed that their entire company was being called to work on a project conjointly and that any effort to split up may disturb the powers that be.
That being the case, she turns and speaks to the others.
”With great respect; perhaps we should return to the ship and meet with the others and then advance as a single unit.”
At which point she leads Horatio and Adular back to the ship with a resigned pace only to discover that – when they return – Variel and Rain have returned and so has Jiro and Dhaavan so that now the entire company is all back together and free to advance as a team.
”There was nothing at the brothel of note,” Amen-set says to the group.
”That being the case; we must go elsewhere for information.”
”Where shall we go?” she asks the group.
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Variel takes a look at the maps they have to see if either one is on the way to the other or not. As for where to next I would suggest the closest target for expediency sake. Hopefully we can hit one on the way to the other to eliminate wasted travel time.
I am not too willing to rush into a nest of vipers or nagas for that matter. Perhaps we follow the lead on Keft first and see where that takes us.
Rain listened to Variel say he'd rather sail to Drenchport than the Slithering Coast. She wondered if her betrothed remembered what isle she hailed from.
"I agree with Variel. Let's go find the Half-Elf scrimshander, Jaymiss, and ask him about this so-called spy. We have time to deal with the nagas, later." Drenchport was the main settlement in Tempest Cay - her home isle. It would be strange to be there and not see her family in Drowning Rock. She wondered if she should say something to Variel about it, but for now held her tongue.
"I agree, I'd rather visit this Jaymiss than fight snake ladies... though I suspect we are only postponing that fight, and we'll eventually have to get to it."
Adular, you are able to find an apprentice cleric of Besmara who is looking to begin her experience at sea.
"So, Rubyeye Jane is what you like to be called is it?" Adular grinned at the half orc woman, "Catchy. I can tell you now, this crew has the Pirate Queen's gaze on it to be sure. There's no other explanation for our knack of getting into trouble, and then out again that suits me. Not all of them worship Besmara, but as I often say, nobody's perfect," He chuckles again, "Unless the officers reject you, I doubt you'll have a problem."
Rubeye Jane scratched the back of her neck, causing the sensible pony tail she kept her hair into sway, "I seen plenty o other faiths, no nevermind to me. Long as folks don't be mocking her to my face, they can use their jaws for what they like is how i see it. So...pay is fair, bounty likely, and death around the corner oftimes. Folks want me to fight by their sides, then heal their sides... or rears or what have you after. I have the right of it, Brother Bluth?"
"You do, you do indeed, Sister Rubyeye," Adular nodded, "And don't make it sound like you wouldn't say yes. You're itching to fight alongside crew and taste the sea breeze direct."
Rubyeye smirked herself, slight fangs showing, "Ain't no woman born wanted to be seen as 'too easy', is all. But right. I'm in if they'll have me."
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You’re telling me,” Horatio says with a lecherous grin as he stares at the obvious cleavage of a Calistrian priestess while Amen-set rolls her eyes and sighs loudly at his terrible double entendre.
He then shakes his head at looks at Adular.
Adular got a laugh out of that, but nodded at Amen-set's suggestion to join the others.
"Rubyeye Jane'll be checking into the Dryad's Grave or whatever we're calling it... solid acolyte finally out grown the basics, wants a chance to see the sea. I recommend her. As for the main subject at hand, Jaymiss seems the way to go, and I've no eagerness to meet Nagas in a fight yet. So I'm with you lot."
Horatio sees Adular’s laugh and grins in response, glad his joke went over well.
When the others arrive he listens to what everyone says and then offers his own thoughts.
”Right, so I guess we’re all agreed on the target. Question is; do we want to get any further information on the target or do we just dive right in? If we want to learn more I think that this is the time to do it."
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You are brought directly to Dindreann who takes the Golden Vespal with reverent hands and says My thanks to you Captain. We feared this relic lost for good. Now I am a woman of my word, here is the information you seek. A patron of this temple by the name of Jaymiss Keft, a half-elf scrimshander of some note, claimed in the throes of passion to have knowledge of a spy operating in the shackles for a foreign power. He makes his home in Drenchport and I would search there if I were you.
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Rain, you remember from Drenchport a place called Carver's Hall where the scrimshawers ply their trade. If he is anywhere in Drenchport, it will be there.
As talk seemed to centre on Drenchport over the Slithering Coast, Rain added another recalled detail to the conversation, "The scrimshanders ply their trade in Carver's Hall, in Drenchport. Jaymiss Keft will most likely be found there."
As talk seemed to centre on Drenchport over the Slithering Coast, Rain added another recalled detail to the conversation, "The scrimshanders ply their trade in Carver's Hall, in Drenchport. Jaymiss Keft will most likely be found there."
Horatio eases the butt of his pistol forward in its holster as he suddenly remembers that Keft was an agent of Cheliax and his eyes narrow.
"Good, good. It sounds like we got a killing to do, then," he says with a cheerful voice, but his eyes look like ice.
"So to Drenchport we go," he adds.
"Killing? I thought we were just gonna squeeze him for a little information..."
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Variel looks at Rain in a bit of surprise as she reveals the information about where Jaymiss would be located. He is about to ask when a look of horror flirts across his face. Literally smacking himself on the forehead Variel groans outwardly. Rain, I am sorry. I did not even realize where Drenchport is located. I am an idiot. Please forgive me. I should have made this a priority right away to head there.
Looking at Horatio as he and Jiro discuss their options. Uh, Flynn, I think a little more tact might be necessary at this time. For personal reason I would not like it to seem that we put a hit out on this Jaymiss Keft, and by we I mean I as captain of this ship. I don't think it would have the right...resonance...with the people on the island if you know what I mean.
Rain's turquoise eyes fixed on Flynn at the mention of killing. She was momentarily waylaid by Variel by his admission but he had much on his mind and she did not fault him for his lapse in memory.
"You are forgiven", she quietly and simply replied to her intended.
To Flynn and the others, she merely added, "Jaymiss Keft has information of the spy but it does not consequently mean he is a spy. Variel is right - tact is better needed in this inquiry. The Master of the Gales is the ruler of Drenchport and a powerful pirate lord and a member of the Pirate Council. Let us not make an enemy of him as soon as we step foot in his town."
Looking at the faces of her companions, Rain continued,
"My family lives on Tempest Cay - in the town of Drowning Rock. My grandfather has associates in Drenchport and for those reasons, as well, I would have us peacefully attend to Jaymiss Keft, unless he gives us cause otherwise."
Looking at Horatio as he and Jiro discuss their options. Uh, Flynn, I think a little more tact might be necessary at this time. For personal reason I would not like it to seem that we put a hit out on this Jaymiss Keft, and by we I mean I as captain of this ship. I don't think it would have the right...resonance...with the people on the island if you know what I mean.
Horatio's eyes widen in surprise for a moment, then his gaze returns to a more neutral expression.
"Of course, of course. I understand completely," he says in a somewhat loud voice.
"Indeed; it would be very bad to condone the assassination or outright murder of an agent of Cheliax, or whoever this person might be," he says with a somewhat embarrassed expression, as if the very idea of suggesting to kill this person was such a horrible plan that he was ashamed he even considered it.
"I understand completely your decision on the matter, and I'm confident that all the officers agree with it," he adds with an emphatic voice with a completely sincere and innocent expression.
To Flynn and the others, she merely added, "Jaymiss Keft has information of the spy but it does not consequently mean he is a spy. Variel is right - tact is better needed in this inquiry. The Master of the Gales is the ruler of Drenchport and a powerful pirate lord and a member of the Pirate Council. Let us not make an enemy of him as soon as we step foot in his town."
Horatio turns to Rain and nods his head.
"A good point, Pilot-Major. I agree completely - when we deal with members of the Pirate Council tact is always the best course of action," he says with a contrite voice, clearly agreeing with Rain's recommendation.
Then he turns and gets ready to go, whistling softly.
As he whistles Amen-set watches him a long time through lidded eyes.
Of course, she sees nothing amiss.
It's clear to anyone - both on their ship or on the docks - who might be watching that Horatio completely and formally agrees with all the public decisions made by the officers of The Dread Lady.
Meanwhile, he continues to whistle softly as he packs his gear for the trip...
Watching Flynn walk away, whistling his little melody, Rain lifted a dark blue brow and repeated for good measure, "Flynn, do not do anything impetuous when we arrive in Drenchport. Be measured until we know more."
Looking to Variel, she then added, "We should ready the ship to set sail." She showed him points on the map - safer passages from Motaku Isle to Tempest Cay.
Rain, you don't know much as he isn't very well known. Just that he is a decent carver, not the best but also not the worst. He's half-elven and known to have a gruff bearing but that's about all you can remember.
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Watching Flynn walk away, whistling his little melody, Rain lifted a dark blue brow and repeated for good measure, "Flynn, do not do anything impetuous when we arrive in Drenchport. Be measured until we know more."
Horatio turns and glances at Rain.
"Don't worry about me, I'm the model of restraint and diplomatic behavior - especially around members of the Pirate Council," he says in a cheerful voice.
Amen-set gives him a hard look then turns to Rain and gives her a look, as if to say - Seriously?
Then she moves closer to Rain and offers her a small package.
Looking to Variel, she then added, "We should ready the ship to set sail." She showed him points on the map - safer passages from Motaku Isle to Tempest Cay.
Horatio hears her words and turns his head, nodding once.
"Alright then; you heard the Pilot-Major. Look alive and get ready to sail," he bellows at them.
The men move to obey Rain's request as if it is a command. Though they do not weigh anchor or set sail formally - waiting for an official order from either Rain or Variel - the ship is now ready to at a moments notice.
"Jaymiss Keft is a capable carver, though he cannot boast to being the best. I do not know much about the Half-Elf, but I have heard he has a gruff manner." Again her gaze lingered on Flynn, hinting once more he should be on his best behaviour.
Rain prepared the course (with Variel by her side) and when all was ready, ordered "Weigh anchor!"
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Perhaps someone will know of him once we get there that we can pump for information. If not then surely dhaavan's silvered tongue can work magic on him. If that does not work then we might have to resort to the norm around here and just pay him. He is a merchant after all./b]
Variel lets Flynn shout about ordering the men and gives Rain a shrug. [b]My dear, whenever you are ready I believe we are ready to go see your island and possibly your family together.
Once the Lady is underway Variel will search out Flynn for a moments talk. When he finds him he asks for a bit of time and privacy from amen set or Piper. Alright Horatio enough with the crap. What is going on and why are you going on about following orders so loudly. I know you better than that. There was s nothing you would like more than to sneak in kill the guy and leave. What game are you playing at because I for,one am not buying it nor trusting you.
Amen-set gives him a hard look then turns to Rain and gives her a look, as if to say - Seriously?
Then she moves closer to Rain and offers her a small package.
Package:
Rain nods approvingly at the contents of Amen's package. "A fine gift, Amen. Thank you. You may give it to Neko yourself, if you'd like. She will let you know if she approves or not." Rain winked at Amen-set, for they both knew that the golden cat had a mind of her own.
Variel lets Flynn shout about ordering the men and gives Rain a shrug. My dear, whenever you are ready I believe we are ready to go see your island and possibly your family together.
Rain smiled. "Aye, Aye, Captain." She wondered if Variel was nervous at the prospect of meeting the other members of her family. "I am uncertain if they will be in Drenchport, for my grandfather said he had matters to attend to when last he sailed with us. But who knows ... My family can be unpredictable." Rain gave a low chuckle and then called out to the sailors/crew, "To Drenchport we go!"
Alright Horatio enough with the crap. What is going on and why are you going on about following orders so loudly. I know you better than that. There was s nothing you would like more than to sneak in kill the guy and leave. What game are you playing at because I for,one am not buying it nor trusting you.
Horatio shrugs and follows Variel aside for the private conversation.
He listens to Variel’s comments thoughtfully, though a confused look filters over his eyes as he listens. When Variel is done, Horatio scratches his beard a moment as if considering how to proceed. Then he responds –
”Wow! Well, where to begin, then…”
”I guess the first thing’s first; if you don’t trust me, then why bother asking me something? After all, I could be completely honest with you and you may simply suspect that what I am saying is simply a lie that I formulated to appease you,” he says slowly, as if he was merely thinking out loud.
”Still, I guess being up front at this point wouldn’t hurt.”
He glances around and sees that Amen-set is chatting with Rain and notices the men are now moving to the halyards and climbing aloft to change the sails to make the safest speed out of the harbor.
Then he turns back to Variel.
”When I offered my suggestion to deal with this guy we weren’t having a private conference or anything like that. We were doing it publicly on the main deck, and in a place that a lot of knowledge and gossip gets passed around – namely, the port of Quent.”
”We always moor the ship flush against the pier and never in the bay, so it’s perfectly logical to assume that people on the docks walking by might be able to hear us. Now, me personally, I don’t think they could have heard us – but I guess it’s possible that they might have. Based on your comments to me, I figured that’s what you thought.”
”That being the case, when you made it a point to correct me publicly and in front of the officers and the crew – well, naturally I assumed it was to make sure that no eavesdroppers might take what I said and pass it on to the proper authorities. So, after you made your point, I figured the best thing to do is respond loud enough that any said eavesdroppers might instead say – Well, that captain’s got his crew in line. He won’t tolerate no trouble from his lads and it’s clear that there won’t be no trouble when they get to wherever it is they’re going! – or something like that.”
”So yeah; that’s why I responded loudly and the way I did.”
Rain nods approvingly at the contents of Amen's package. "A fine gift, Amen. Thank you. You may give it to Neko yourself, if you'd like. She will let you know if she approves or not." Rain winked at Amen-set, for they both knew that the golden cat had a mind of her own.
Amen-set beams at the response and bows before Rain.
Then she takes it and goes to find Neko.
When she sees the golden cat she crouches down and opens the package, but waits to see if Neko will come and enjoy it. She makes no sudden movements, knowing that you cannot encourage a cat to do anything – they must either choose to do something, or they will not do it at all.
If Neko comes to investigate and eat the smoked salmon she will lean back and watch the cat eat, but does not pet Neko because it is not a good plan to pet a cat when it is eating, though she will sing softly to Neko in what sounds like the draconic tongue.
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Variel shakes his head at the man before him. I am sorry that you read my position so. In fact I could care less about what the people on the dock are thinking or saying right now. Instead I am more concerned about my personal life 2 months from now. What I said was to correct you in front of Rain not necessarily in front of the officers or anyone else.
You see, Drenchport is well known to Rain for reasons that if you don't know then I will not be the one to divulge the reasons. Knowing that, that is why I made sure that this was not gong to be a combative approach and more of a peaceful reconnaissance.
Not wanting to divulge any more Variel ends his talk simply. Just trust me on this. It is better for Rain and myself by extension if this is done quietly without any big uproar. Thanks.
Neko was licking her golden paws when the girl approached. She watched her beneath hooded eyes and continued to lick as if uninterested in the offering or her presence.
After a few moments, Neko lifted herself up from the deck and walked over to the opened package; her thick golden tail swishing back and forth.
Neko delicately sniffed at the fish and then proceeded to bite into the thin, smoked flesh. It did not take her long to eat it and she licked her mouth, face and paws again once she was done.
The girl was singing in a strange tongue the golden cat could not understand. In Amen's mind, the girl heard Neko's feminine voice say, "Your offering was acceptable. A little more next time", and then with another swish of her tail, the golden cat moved away to stand by her mistress, Rain.