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Xha'li Moui · **08-08-2013, 08:05 PM**

"Nice to meet you K'ahrue," Xha'li said with a grin as Tyriont got the ship under way.Â Once he called for them to line up he stood up, and re-hefting his pack said, "Perhaps we can talk later, after we've completed our business with the captain?"

Heading towards Tyriont Xha'li got in line behind Desmond, as while he couldn't pay he also wasn't really strong either.Â If it'd been several months ago shortly after his exile he'd of gone right to the work line, but he knew he was no longer in that good of shape.Â While waiting his turn he resolved that upon arriving in Limsa he would start getting himself back into shape, as his brief excursion with Andrew to deal with some smugglers had shown him just how out of shape he'd gotten.Â While his skills might not have deteriorated to much his endurance certainly had and working on a ship was dangerous enough with out having to worry about his arms or legs giving out on him.

Rue · **08-08-2013, 10:29 PM**

-Stood carefully leaning on the head of her axe as she lifted her armored frame up. She still seemed a bit to distracted to leave her gear and items behind as she tossed her tightly bounded back over her shoulder to follow suit of the others to pay for departure. Standing behind Xhi'la. Her finger untied her bag free as she tried to remember how much gill she hand and held the ouch close to her chest trying to think of how much would be appropriate. Would she need to leave a tip for her late arrival, she seemed to become a brooding over the thought, but swiftly snaped from the daze with the speak of pirates.Â

Her ears melted back along her head in a feared state, as she mumbled under head breath "P-p-pi-rates..." She felt the shutter down her spine as her tail coiled around her armor plated legs. For being a well armored Marauder she didn't see very brave, but a cowardly kitten. Her armor even rattled a little as she clutched her axe to her chest along with her Gil pouch. Realizing she was nearly shaking she attempted to smooth out the shutters with her free hand along her surcoat straightening her back and placing her feet together.

She looked down belittling her bang covering her usual bashful blush as she fumed at herself for being so weak minded in the face of a possible danger that might not even appear. Biting her lower lip a little she waited her turn to pay.-

AFriendOfAFriend · **08-09-2013, 03:19 PM**

Huffing out a sigh Monty took his place in line behind the two Miqo'te, head swiveling back and forth to watch the crew scamper about readying to make way. His own opinion of the good Captain notwithstanding, the man seemed to run a tight ship.

The thought of pirates wasn't a pleasant one - he wasn't much of a fighter these days, and the only weapon he had on hand was a whittling knife. Still, he'd spent the latter half of his teens on the seas, and if push came somewhere in the back of his head he knew how to defend the vessel. Until then he would just quietly hope dredging up those memories wouldn't be required.

And he would still be asking about that discount.

Siuane Raih'li · **08-09-2013, 03:41 PM**

Siuane picked up her bags surveyed the crowd and nodded to herself, "that one she thought."

Softly placing her hand on the one eyed elezen's shoulder, as she took her place in line. "I hope you're right and we don't run into any trouble" she said to him. Â "Don't worry, I'm not some kind of mind reader. I just learned to watch people's body language, it helps in being a bard. Â "I'm Siuane Raih'li, singer, musician and seeker of tales but you can call me Si." She grinned while making small curtsy. Â "I'll make you a deal, you watch my back and I'll watch yours." Her eyes flicked down to the unstrung bow strapped to her bags and then returned to the elezen's eye.

Hywel Pendragon · **08-10-2013, 04:28 AM**

Once Faydrel was happy with what she witnessed of both the vessel and crew she strolled over toward the railing of the ship where the other dark haired Hyur was looking at something over the side. Out of mild curiosity she took a gander and noted the other rowboat with two passengers aboard, a large man rowing and little Miqo'te who looked quite miffed about something before attempting to plead for passage aboard their ship. "Well that's not cute." Faydrel mumbled more to herself than towards the man she had heard introduce himself as Desmond. As she leaned upon the railing the exchange of words continued and she watched in amusement as the Miqo'te girl had even threatened the oarsman with the point of her arrow. "Hm, cuter." Faydrel conceded with a small shrug of her shoulders before she finally pushed away from the railing.

In a few short moments the Miqo'te found herself aboard the Phoenix Flame and flashing Dezzy a grateful smile. Faydrel immediately resisted the urge to nudge the other Hyur and give some lewd comment, she had already flustered the poor boy earlier she may as well cut him some slack. Instead her attention was focused back onto the Captain and crew as they came alive as everyone moved fluidly across the deck and set the sails. Cerulean eyes only strayed once from the crew and towards the disgruntled Roegadyn on the docks. One last cheap shot towards the man that seemed to throw him into a further frenzy. Honestly she was surprised that the giant hadn't thrown himself into the water and started swimming towards them in his rage. Faydrel offered up a light and playful chuckle as she offered a small wave goodbye towards the docks.

A slight sea breeze played across her skin and hair and she absolutely reveled in it. Thank the twelve that they were actually on the move! Faydrel momentarily watched as the others began to get in line in front of the captain, of course it was Desmond first. She was starting to get the feeling he was one of those straight as an arrow sort of men. The nice and law abiding ones. And then he had to go and mention pirates. And suddenly a wave of uneasiness seemed to wash across the other passengers.

"Tsk..." She clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth as she neared the line and caught a few snips of conversation. "I'd welcome a good pirate crew. They always have the best alcohol." Faydrel idly mentioned to the rest of the group in line as her eyes wandered over the crew and then back onto those in line. "Not to mention, they're usually fun." She quipped lightly with a shift of her pack at her side.

"Now those pirates with the sahagin and their serpent god... not so pleasant." She mused with a slight smirk as she eyed the Miqo'te in the heavy armor a moment before offering a small shrug. "But I'm sure the good captain here knows where to avoid them."

cranlet · **08-10-2013, 12:45 PM**

With her friend behind her, Melle followed their blonde ginger donor to the back of the line. So the old grandpa story was out. Cima would think of something! Or they could always work. It'd be easy! Though work - or anything, really - wasn't exactly her forte when nausea was setting in, and she wasn't quite sure the crystallized snacks were taking effect yet. Her headache was still there. She ate another one just to be sure. Couldn't have too many, right?

Melle watched Faydrel as she spoke, and nodded emphatically at the others as though it would prove the woman's point. "Oh, definitely. Drunk pirates? The best! Easier to run away from, 'specially if you're not feelin' so good yourself." She flashed the Miqo'te in heavy armor a free thumb up. That girl looked like she just needed some encouragement in general. She sure knew how that felt right now. "And what this lady said. I'm sure the great captain will steer us from danger! But just in case, be ready with sharp things. We'll prob'ly need those."

AFriendOfAFriend · **08-11-2013, 12:36 AM**

Monty heard someone approach behind him - small, light footsteps thumping against the deck. A woman, at a guess Hyur or Miqo'te, probably the late arrival he'd heard being discussed between the distressed looking fellow from the boat ride over and the Captain. He gave a mental shrug and went back to waiting silently...

Until a small hand landed on his shoulder.

He stiffened at the unexpected contact, doing his best not to yelp and leap away. He shifted a bit to the side, having to tilt his head down to spot the invader of his personal space, and came eye-to-eyes with a light-haired Miqo'te trying her best to look sincere.

"I hope you're right and we don't run into any trouble," she said without prompting, and he quirked a brow. Forward and a mind reader, wasn't that lovely? Before he could stutter out a response she continued, "Don't worry, I'm not some kind of mind reader." He held back a flinch. "I just learned to watch people's body language, it helps in being a bard."

A bard, too. A woman who was open and chatty by trade had singled him out, a reserved, quiet and somewhat shy fellow. Either her instincts were off or they were spot on, and he wasn't sure which worried him more.

Not noticing or not heading his thoughts she gave him a grin and dipped into a polite curtsy. "I'm Siuane Raih'li, singer, musician and seeker of tales but you can call me Si."

He opened his mouth to introduce himself (as was proper) -

"I'll make you a deal, you watch my back and I'll watch yours."

- and snapped it shut.

What? She wanted him to... What? He was obviously the least likely candidate to approach for such an alliance - he was nervous, unarmed and half blind...

"... Montague," he said at length, giving a short bow out of ingrained courtesy. "Most call me... um, most call me Monty. Far as your, um... offer stands..." He gave a weak chuckle. "S'pose, uh... s'pose I can watch h-half of it."

Tyriont · **08-11-2013, 08:11 PM**

Tyriont just stared at Desmond a moment before bursting out laughing. Once he had regained his compsure, he grinned at the man.

"Oh, aye. Pirates are a real problem out here. Don't you worry about that though, we've got more than a fair bit of experience with them. Still, your gil's good and will be plenty to get you passage. If we do run into trouble and need your sword though, I'll give you the gil back. Fair's fair, after all." A slight smirk crossed his lips as he looked past Desmond and saw the orderly line that had formed behind him. By the Twelve, he thought, this lot are adorable. Straightening his features, he gestured to the next person in line, calling Xha'li up. "Right, what's your deal then?"

Desmond Aryll · **08-11-2013, 09:11 PM**

And for the second time that day, Desmond was reminded that he still had much to learn about the art of dealing with people.

"Captain, that's more than fair. You have my gratitude." he dipped his head and chagrined, removed himself from the affair.

Making his way past the female Miqo'te in full armor, he offered her an encouraging smile and said, "Don't worry, I'm sure between the both of us, we can handle anything a few sea-marmots can throw at us." He placed a hand lightly on her armored shoulder and made a fist with his other in solidarity.

Looking past her, he noticed the blonde Hyur, one eyebrow raised, a smirk on her pretty face. He returned her smirk, determined to regain some ground. "And I am doubly glad to have such an experienced sea-fairer with us. The way you speak, one might think pirates bring sweets instead of axes, miss?..."

Xha'li Moui · **08-11-2013, 09:35 PM**

"I've only got a few hundred gil, but I do know a bit of conjury."Â Looking a bit depressed Xha'li admits "Which is the main reason I have so little-my villages matriarch hated magic and those who used it so when it became apparent I had the potential I was exiled."Â Pausing he tried to at least sound hopeful, "As my village was on the border of the twelveswood I tried my hand at conjury, but although I can use cure safely conjury didn't really fit me, so on the advice of one of the hearers I'm heading to Limsa Lolimsa to try Arcana."

Tyriont · **08-12-2013, 12:36 AM**

"Conjury!" Tyriont clapped his hands and grinned. "Something we're in short supply of in my crew. As in, we don't have anyone who can do it." He clapped a hand on Xha'li's shoulder and gave a comforting smile. "Don't worry, mate. As it just so happens, I've got a bit of a soft spot right now for that particular story of yours. Got a new addition to my crew lately, forced out of his own tribe after he lost a fight. So tell y'what, you keep that gil...you'll be needing it once you get to Limsa, no doubt. But that new man on my crew? Lost an eye in that fight. Looks like it's healing pretty nicely, but couldn't hurt to have you take a look at it, eh? Give him a once over and we'll call it even." He patted the other man's shoulder and winked.

Hywel Pendragon · **08-12-2013, 02:43 AM**

As the red-headed Hyur spoke out from behind of drunken pirates being easy to run away from Faydrel let out a hearty laugh in response. There had been a few too many times in the past where that statement had been quite true. She clapped her hands together lightly and glanced back to the younger girl with a small wink. "I much rather help them in partaking with that alcohol rather than run from it, sweetie." She spoke with a light humorous tone upon her light pink lips. "Besides, a drunk pirate is often jolly and too content to plunder your loot." She continued lightly with her joking manner before her attentions were turned back onto the male Hyur from the docks.Â

"Aye, the sea runs in my blood. Generation after generation of sailors." Faydrel exaggerated with a small flourish of her hands and a small dip of her chin. She moved away from the line, allowing the pretty red-head to go ahead of her, and skirted around where Desmond was standing with a soft chuckle escaping her at the mentioning of pirates bringing sweets instead of axes. "Oh Dezzy, a pirate would much rather have a bit of fun between the sheets than bring you sweet confections." Faydrel cooed lightly to the man, refusing to allow him the upper hand over her.

"And you really ought to pay attention when pretty girls have already introduced themselves, you never know when one will rob you blind. How else will you hunt them down?" She spoke in a slight teasing tone as she nudged the other lightly against his shoulder and another added wink.

"Faydrel Lovell, darling. Don't you dare forget it."

Xha'li Moui · **08-12-2013, 11:09 AM**

Xha'li nodded and smiled at Tyriont, "Of course," he said, "if he'll show me to the ships' infirmary I'll take a look at it whenever he wants...early morning excepted as I'm still not able to get up much before noon."Â After he finished speaking he steps aside to let K'ahrue take her turn negotiating passage.

Desmond Aryll · **08-12-2013, 11:58 AM**

Concentrating on forcing the flush of heat from his face after that fun in the sheets remark, Desmond replied as coolly as he could manage, "My apologies. I don't believe I could forget even if I wanted to, Fay."

He could be familiar too if she wanted. The fact that no one had called him Dezzy since before he could grow a beard reminded him that these people didn't know who he was. It was a pleasant thought.Â

"It seems I have much to learn about the sea, Lady." he said, unconsciously slipping back into the deeply engrained etiquette. "I am sure I can learn quickly with such a savvy and lovely influence. Desmond Aryll is my full name. Dezzy will do." That last bit sounded awkward coming from his own lips. Awkward but not disagreeable he realized.

"Just one thing, please let me know if I am too bold but, you are very fair for a sailor, are you not, Lady Fay?" It was his turn to raise raise an eyebrow to her.

Hywel Pendragon · **08-12-2013, 03:52 PM**

Faydrel slipped away from Desmond and moved her way back to the railing of the moving ship, skirting around one of the members of the crew in the process. The young woman leaned lightly against the said railing as she lowered her pack from her shoulders and against her booted feet. "I find that most people have a hard time forgetting about little ole me." She joked lightly with a small added chuckle. She had more than a few people she had swindled in the past that would have liked nothing more than shove her overboard into the deep, dark, drink.

As compliments were dished out in her direction the smile never left her lips as she stretched her arms over her head. "You treat the sea well and she'll will treat you well." She commented as her lightly tanned arms hooked behind her neck. "But I suppose I could give you some private lessons, Dezzy." Faydrel teased lightly as she glanced towards the rest of the line of passengers. The male Miqo'te from before had worked some kind of deal, something with the infirmary from what she observed. Her attentions were then torn away from the passenger and captain and back onto the fellow Midlander before her.

"Just Fay will do. Lady sounds too proper." She joked aloud, but honestly it was due to the fact it reminded her a little too much of her earlier years within the empire. "And I do not mind my men to be bold, Dezzy." Faydrel continued with that sly smirk still on her lips. "Now are you speaking of my supple skin or of my natural beauty?" She added as her arms unhooked from around her neck and held her lightly tanned arms out.

"I've spent most of my sailing experience out on the Sea of Jade, though for the last few months in the north-eastern region." She commented with a slight kick of her pack to show an unstrung bow strapped to the pack to suggest Gridania as a part of recent travels.

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