John
Captain Salim
Just off the Northern Shore
**"Still. I wish to look her in the eyes. No sense in being afraid. And Ymara my dear I have ears. If it isn't satisfactory, I can get far more opulent meals for you? Cut out of your share of course,"** He nodded to her as she sat down, nudging the salad to her.

**"Bella. A weak name. Yet it is yours... No matter. Ymara, Take off her Necklace. Misbehave and I'll tie you up by it,"** He took a bite out of the head, pretending to savor it. He personally wasn't the biggest fan. It was mostly for show, but he couldn't let them know that.

**Now you on your lonesome have managed to make a profitable mission with no deaths, into one of mourning,"** He didn't say it in an accusing manner, more like it was a fact. **"I expect recompense. Do you have any suggestions on how?"** He was curious to how she planned to, whether she would. Either way he had his own ideas. Whether it left her alive or free was up to her.
Leah
Ymara Charac
Just off the Northern Shore

"Oh, don't worry... Captain." Ymara spit out the apple's core into a brass can and grinned. 
"I appreciate the display. It was all in good fun. But your sense of humour isn't that... Extensive, I'm beginning to see."
Turning to their captive, she adopted a sultry voice. "I do have to say, you know have to compliment a lass. I'm going to take the necklace off now. No biting, love." 
That being said, she reached around the woman's neck and unclasped the necklace, catching it with one hand and dropping it in front of the only male currently present in the room. 

"Observation is one of the most important qualities, no need of rushing into battle if you don't want your head sliced clean off.", Ymara paused and turned to Bella. "How's the headache? And the nausea? I'm surprised you can form sentences already."

Digging into the seaweed salad, she savoured the earthy yet marine flavour that came along with it. When she'd told the Captain that she chosen long ago to spare animals from suffering for her culinary enjoyment, he'd mumbled something in Arabic, cocked an eyebrow and told the ship's cook to stock up on vegetables, seaweed and fruit. She'd been surprised at his compliance, considering she'd just joined his crew. But, as she'd pointed out to him, fresh fruit also lessened the chance of contracting scurvy. 

"Captain, mind if I take some of that hog for Xerxes?"
Joseph
Cecilia Lyanah 
Just off the northern shore

The shifter did her best to prevent a growl from forming as he insulted her, finding it triggering when he spoke of her name being *Weak*. Taking a calming breath, Cecilia waited for her blindfold and the necklace to be removed before looking down towards her chest and rubbed the agitated flesh, noticing how her skin bore a marking similar to a burn. Luckily it would only mark her for a few hours, rather than being permanent. 

"How about I don't continue to try and murder the rest of your crew when you let your guard down?" She answered the Captain, doing her best to not smirk as she didn't want them to feel like she was taunting them. She would rather not have that necklace placed back on her. Looking towards the table, she almost drooled at the amount of food placed in front of them. 

She didn't hesitate when she ripped one of the hog's legs from its body with ease. When she ate, she didn't care for manners and ate in a feral manner, devouring the meat like it was her last meal. As the woman spoke, she paused her feasting and chuckled. 

"It's a pain in the damn ass but bareable. Thankyou for that by the way." Her voice dripped sarcasm at the last sentence. In all her life, no one has gone out of their way to burst her eardrums. "I tend to heal quite fast. The pain is usually gone by now but thanks to your jewels and chains, I'm healing slower than usual."
John
Captain Salim
Just off the Northern Shore

"But my dear, I was trying to be humorous? Clearly I have failed," He said smiling a little and exposing gold capped teeth. "No matter... Who is this Xerxes? And Of course. Take the whole hog if our friend here leaves any, I don't eat pig," 

He then turned to Cecilia. "I'm not one to mince words. Here are your options. Either I tear off your fingers, cut out your tongue and burn out your eyes before selling you at the nearest port. I'll make sure to rub silver dust into the wounds so they don't regrow either. People pay good prices for defanged shapeshifters... Anything i'm forgetting? Oh yes. Brand your very bones with silver. You'll survive but don't expect anything more," He took a bite out of a pear before putting it aside. "Does that sound acceptable? I have other options if it's not," He had only named one but had many other precautions in place incase he had to do it. She really had chosen the wrong ship to land on. Salim would profit from this one way or the other.

"Your other option forces you to wear silver jewels, but you'll be paid in blood, gold and food," He added more as an afterthought.
Leah
Ymara Charac
Just off the Northern Shore

Ymara rolled her eyes, pushing the now empty plate away from her, before letting out sharp whistle. Moments later, a huge dark canine bolted down the stairs into the room. 
"Good boy." Stretching her left in the general direction of the table, she hissed, "Have at it." 

Growling happily, Xerxes lunged at the, well, *Remains* Of the hog on the table. 
A glint of mischief in her eyes, Ymara let out a dry chuckle, before filling water from a jug into her now empty plate, setting it down near the edge of the table. Seemingly satisfied, Xerxes finished his meal and put his rather impressive forepaws on the table on both sides of the makeshift bowl, guzzling its content. 
He then turned his gaze towards it's master and back on the wooden floor.
"What is it, my sweet? A middle finger? Why would you- oh the bloody bastard Kelk. Trying to make himself at home in my hammock huh? Well, you showed him. Good job." She let two of her fingers caress the fur behind the dogs ears, wincing as he headbutted her into her definitely bruised arm.
Looking back up again, she stated, "Say hello to my little friend, Xerxes." The dog barked and showed its teeth.
Joseph
Cecilia Lyanah
Just off the North Shore

Her stomach dropped as he mentioned what one of his options were, her face paling. She could remember the last time she had been dismembered like it had happened yesterday. One of her worst memories was when she had lost an eye to a silver blade. Placing the leg bone which had been stripped of its meat down, she lowered her eyes, no longer feeling hungry. She knew that would change in a few minutes but for now, she felt nauseous at the thought. "And your other option? Which involves the 'jewels'?"

She could care less about gold and was confused with what he meant by 'blood'. Did he want her to fight? While wearing silver? Tightening her lips, she was lost in thought until she noticed a Canine's scent before he appeared. Her head snapped towards the canine and studied it carefully as Ymara allowed him to feed. She didn't enjoy the thought of an animal being a pet, yet she forced herself to bite her tongue. She had to be careful around these humans, fearing their threats. She would rather be murdered than what he had planned for her. 

When the canine barked towards her, she smiled towards him in a friendly manner. She cared more for animals she could shift into or similar than she did humans. It calmed her in a way, the fact there was a animal on the ship she got along well with. Seeing how she couldn't eat the rest of the hog as the dog had now claimed it, the shifter went for something different, avoiding the plants as she disliked them greatly. "He's cute."
John
Captain Salim
Just off the Northern Shore

"Ah. The mutt. I hope he enjoys it," He looked displeased by the middle finger seen. They were his crew after all, and he disliked them fighting. But he knew Better than to involve himself in such things unless it got serious and was brought to him. Bad blood was made worse when authority came along. 

"Alternatively. You fight for me. Repay your debt in blood. Join my crew and regain your freedom. I want fifty thousand Gold for each member killed in your assault and 25 for each injured. I'll let you free after that, to stay or slaughter other ships as you wish. This is a one time offer," He personally thought it was a decent deal. She got to keep her freedom and got a hot meal, money and a chance to travel out of it. But it was her cal. 

"Failing that I resort to my first measure. If you could tell soon though? I can get to work right now if it's the first," He tapped his knife and spoon together and smiled. It would send shivers down both Ymara and Cecilia's spines, showing another side that was kept carefully leashed. "Silver Cutlery,"
Leah
Ymara Charac
Just off the Northern Shore

Ymara laughed out loud at 'Bella'. "Thank you, although I'm not to sure he appreciates being called that." 
Turning to the Captain, she nodded. "Thank you, Captain, I think he does. Kelk will probably bugger off now. If he doesn't, who knows...", she trailed off, cleaning her knife off on the table and spotting her reflection in the mirror provided by the blade. 

Goodness gracious, she was a sight to behold. A large, dripping cut on her forehead, her cheekbones accentuated by a plethora of bruises. Her right eyes was almost swollen shut. Xerxes saw her frown and put his paw on her hand, licking it. "Thank you." Ymara murmured. 

Suddenly, the sound over silver clashing against each other made her shiver. Trying to overplay her body's reaction, she joked, "Cutlery? Now it's getting exiting." In truth, she didn't really like the thought of the Captain doing things, whatever they were. She believed in the divine, yes, but this was something else. It made her feel uneasy.
Joseph
Cecilia Lyanah
Just off the northern shore

Turning her attention back to the Captain, Cecilia furrowed her brows when he spoke of her second option. She knew this option would be quite difficult, the shifter instantly weakened when silver touched her but it was an option she knew she would enjoy. "There is one complication with your plan." 

When Ymara spoke up, she gave her a small shrug before turning back to the Captain. "If you couldn't tell when I was killing off your men, silver instantly weakens me and prevent me from shifting. That makes it incredibly difficult for me to kill." 

She was being honest with him, even though she preferred not to tell him more information about herself that he may not know. Looking down towards her wrists, she took a deep breath before raising her eyes back towards him. "I'm struggling enough as is to push the pain to the back of my head, a pain that would distract me when fighting and slows my healing which can become a problem. Imagine putting a red metal against your skin, fresh from the flame. That's what it currently feels like and I may not show it but my wrists kill. I've just mastered masking it."
John
Captain Salim
Just off the Northern Shore

"Hmm. I can't control you without it. I've seen people fight with molten iron strapped to their skin. I'll reduce the silver to two bangles, held on your wrists. If I see any suspicious behavior, i'll begin adding more on,"** He nodded his head and motioned to Ymara.

**"Be a doll, and take off the rest of the jewels except the bangles and the leg chain," He said to ymara before turning back to Cecillia. "The leg chain will stay on while you sleep and are on my ship unmonitored. Don't want my new birdie flying away now do i?"**
Leah
Ymara Charac
Just off the Northern Shore

"I swear to Sytheon, you're gonna kill us all Captain." Ymara grunted, getting up and doing what Salim had told her to, even though every inch of her protested against it - in hindsight that could also be due to her numerous injuries. 

Wincing, she moved away from the shapeshifter. "So, is there anything else you can turn into, except for an eagle?" Somehow, her curiosity had gotten the better of her. She saw some squid on the table, and squished it against the left side of her face. Seeing her companions' faces, she growled, "Shut up, I know I look ridiculous but that swelling has to go down."

"Could you teach me your technique, Bella? Looks like I might need it more often." She stretched out her hand and placed a jug of wine in front of the other woman. "You have to be thirsty."
Joseph
Cecilia Lyanah
Just off the Northern Shore

Did he even listen to her? A small defeated sigh left her lips before leaning back against her seat. She would have to let him find out himself that she was unable to shift when attached to silver. Deciding to leave it be, she focused on warning him about the bitch in her head. 

"Me flying away will be the least of your worries." Before she was able to warn him about Toula, Ymara once again spoke up and questioned her about her shifting abilities. Reaching across the table, she reached for a shark fun and tore it from its body to have a taste. The shifter had never tasted fish before, let alone a shark. The taste was horrid to say the least, causing her to scrunch her nose in distaste before throwing it over her shoulder. She didn't care about making a mess in the Captain's quarters, already growing a hatred towards him for keeping silver attached to her. 

"You'll know when you see it." She replied regarding her shifting, leaving the question about her 'technique' alone as she didn't understand what she meant by that. Looking towards the wine that had been placed in front of her, Cecilia curled her lips in disgust. "I prefer water, It taste less like shit." 

Turning back to face the Captain, she recalled what she was about to tell him. "I should warn you about Toula. She's what you could call a voice in my head and when my emotions are heightened, she has the ability to take over my body. You think I'm bad? She's worse."
John
Captain Salim
Just off the Northern Shore

**"Good lass... Toula? She seems like... Fun. I'd like to meet her. Not now but eventually,"** He mused before pushing away his plate. He was done. 

**"I'll have Ymara in charge of giving you your sword and armor. Unless you prefer to fight with bare hands?"** He didn't reallly care either way. 

**"Ymara if you'd do that now?"** I'm really tired so last reply for the night.
Leah
Ymara Charac
Just off the Northern Shore

"Well, the water tastes more like algae, but ultimately it's up to you." Ymara let the squid fall down and exchanged the wine for water. 
Pointing the knife at the Captain before tearing into another salad, she let out a snarl. "I stand corrected, you definitely *Do* Seem to have a death wish."
"I've dealt with your kind before, I think." A shudder ran through her, goosebumps appearing all over her arms. Reaching up absentmindedly, Ymara realised that the swelling had gone down. A flicker of light in this hellhole. 
"Longsword, shortsword? Two-hander? Or an axe?" A cat-like grin spread over her face. Ouch. Even smiling hurt, for heavens' sake. Damn this situation. 

"You seem to do quite well, even without armour. Equally good... Endowed elsewhere , or so I've seen."

What in all the heavens was wrong with her. Focus, you little... Ymara was stopped in her thoughts by a whining Xerxes.
Joseph
Cecilia Lyanah
Just off the northern shore

The shifter glanced between the two as they spoke of armour and swords. She couldn't believe they were willing to place a sword in her hands yet not allow her to shift? She couldn't even argue as they seemed to have their minds set on it. Could she blame them though? They were correct about their assumptions as the moment she was able to shift, she would get as far as she could from this ship. 

"Armour will only slow my movements and is quite pointless unless their weapons are silver. Which I highly doubt, considering it's not a metal known for its strength." She trusted her healing would be adequate enough though felt an unease when Ymara began listing possible weapons. "I haven't held a weapon for over half a decade." 

The last time she had trained with a sword was when she worked under the pirate king, before she betrayed him. Something that seemed common when it came to Cecilia.
John
Captain Salim
Just off the Northern Shore

"I'm a pirate my dear. Of course I have a death wish," He said with an actual laugh, as if she'd made a joke. "Now i'll leave you to teach her what is needed. You are dismissed,"

He cocked an eyebrow at her obvious attraction to the shifter. "It seems like someone else has a bigger one..." Ah but there were now emotions involved. She might not be able to cut down the shifter if need be. Well... If she failed that was that. String her up across the mast. Although... This meant the beauty known as Julian was free for his affections. Something He planned to take full advantage of. 

"I don't care Bella. If you die you die, if you live you live. If you choose not to wear armor that's your choice. But you'd be surprised how common silver weaponry is on the seas," Leviathans hated them so many carried em. 
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