Kevin
It seems that a terrible fate has befallen a rather strange group of travelers. Deep within the depths of a floating mismatched city is a prison, which currently houses three figures. 

- One is a tall man with many scars, he is shirtless and bruised, covered in scars along the front of his body. His long black hair draped across his shoulders in a ponytail as he snores softly in the corner, leaned against a wall with a manacle around his ankle, keeping him attached to the wall.
 - One is a tiefling woman with snow white skin and a beautifully regal face, her blonde hair cut short and her red dress torn slightly. A band is around her stomach that keeps her chained to the wall. 
 - The final is a beautiful woman with messy hair who is rather short, wearing disheveled and dirty pirate garb, notably she is not wearing a hat nor is one to be seen. She is chained by the wrist to the wall. 

Each has a strange colar around their necks, sealed tightly with no visible lock or way to remove them. They are made of an impressive gold and look rather valuable. A strange thing to put on prisoners at first sight, but their true design is to suppress the magic of the one wearing them, making it impossible for them to cast spells or be affected by their own magical abilities. There isn't much room, each prisoner only having a couple of feet between them. There is no window and the iron bars are sturdily installed into the reinforced wooden room. 

``` Guard 1: "Right this way, O' seafoam maiden!" ``` 

Guard 1 was a burly man with a heavy gut, very hairy with a large bulbous nose. He seems to perhaps be descended from Ogres. He guwaffs as he roughly drags along the tiny, innocent and pale blue haired maiden who also has a colar one and is bound by her wrists and ankles with coarse rope. Around her neck is a dead sea creature, a red coralback. It seems someone has put it on her as a cruel necklace- she would know that it was a massive dragonborn, standing over eight feet tall and a

S black as pitch. 

``` Guard 2: Can'you believe shes THE seafoam maiden then? I surely can't, shes a tiny little thing. Barely got any curves on her, not like the other bites we caught."``` 

Guard 2 said, a weasely man with shrewd eyes and a bright red nose. He had a sick and perverse smile upon his face as they reached the iron gate and he pulled out a set of keys, undoing the lock and swinging open the door. He leered at Innos torn dress then at the hips of Aspeth before stepping out of the way. Then Guard 1 threw Syrena into the cell, letting her land with a heavy thud in the center of the small cell, her head not cracking the floor as it collided with the foot of the seemingly sleeping man. A *Very* Perceptive person would have noticed that his foot had not been where her head landed moments before. Syrenas feet would smack against Aspeth, a very small cell indeed. 

```Guard 1: Sleep tight then! We begin the games in the mornin."``` 

Both guards walked away laughing, jostling each other as they moved. 

Four intrepid adventurers, four different fates crashing together in a small cell. A tale haunted by miseries and woe, a tale with a future unknown. 

What exactly will be their fate? It all begins... With the actions of a Tiefling.
Herman
*As the guards took their leave, her yellow flaming eyes turned to their new guest. Her hopes for someone useful began to fade, the young maiden could still prove an opportunity. The former noble, her backbone unwavering as she stood with her full height. Her posture straight and regal, displaying an odd air of confidence despite her surroundings of iron bars. Her mind began to ponder on what the guards meant by the seafoam maiden. Was she someone of importance? Inno took a moment to glance at the woman, searching for injuries or signs of disease. She had not paid much attention to her fellow prison mates, talking would only draw more attention. And, as the prison guards stated. Their games were beginning in the morning.*

```"Are you still with us? Don't lose your spirits yet, young one. Tell me, when they dragged you in here. Will you be able to describe the layout? Freedom isn't too far from reach, a simple leap is ahead of us."```

*The woman said in a very low whisper yet her tone was firm and serious, she approached the center but the chains held her back. She had a plan. Assess the situation, gain allies, gain tools or resources and exploit a weakness. All she needed was a diversion before executing a plan. The tiefling was sure that her goblins were smart enough to avoid a full conflict, she taught them enough. Perhaps they could act as a diversion, the chances of them leaving her to die were slim. Perhaps internal conflict at worst. Her face expressed a sense of curiosity at the thought, quickly regaining her composure.*

```"You all heard them. We will be tortured come the dawn. With a clear plan and careful hands, we can avoid such a grim fate. I'm sure that is enough to form an alliance."```

*Her whispered words rang loud enough for her prison mates to hear her, she spoke with confidence. Yet her eyes made it seem as if it was a command. The woman went silent for a moment, carefully listening for the guards.*
Jim
Syrena winced as the was thrown into the cell, letting out a sigh of relief as her head landed on the tall strangers foot rather than the cold- hard floor. 

Syrena's nude body laid exposed in the center of her cell, her legs bent in a manner to preserve her dignity. Normally her scales would conceal her, but her fish like features melt away with her two legged form- the only form of clothing on her being the corpse of her dear coralback. 

Tears ran down the maidens pale cheeks as she laid limply on the floor, unable to adjust her stature due to her ankles being tightly bound by rope. Syrena looked up at the horned woman as she spoke, her eyes painting a somber picture of grief and sorrow- of defeat. 

The Seafoam Maiden parted her plush lips to speak, but only a scratchy attempt at a whisper escaped from her bruised throat. The suppressive collar around her neck that suppressed her magic may have taken her magic from her but it had no affect on her goddess' gift of magical song, to combat this the guards saw to it she wouldn't be able to speak in the foreseeable future- bludgeoning her delicate throat until speech was no longer an option. 

Syrena looked around the cell, taking in her new scenery. She then truly took in the individuals that surrounded her, the tall man had a kind aura to him, the horned woman was as regal as she was intimidating, and the beautiful woman with messy hair had a spunk to her that intrigued the mermaid. 

The girl then began to sob, motioning her head towards the unfortunate creature that was limply draped around her neck. She hoped somebody would free her of such a cruel punishment.
James
Aspeth had been quite vocal during her time within the cells, constantly teasing the guards and goading them. But today, she had been fairly silent. Truth be told, their reactions weren't much good for entertainment. Her cellmates weren't the most exciting individuals either. A sleepy bastard and a silent devil.

How did a woman of her stature manage to get into such a situation? If *Only* She had told the captain not to cross the Isles whilst they were being hunted.

Oh wait, that is exactly what she had done.

Alas, a groan escaped her as a pair of feet smacked against her, looking towards the new arrival. Her eyebrow perked up at the slender body, it was certainly not what she had been expecting to see. Then again, the guards here weren't exactly the kindest group of people. Aspeth was sat slouched against the wall, her arm hanging in the air due to the chain, her legs were spread out comfortable, despite the small size of the cell.

"Divine save me, *Another* Person in this cage? They are really piling us up now. Wonder if we're going to the penitence pyre soon."

The brown haired girl spoke with crude humour as she looked over the strange woman. As the girl began to sob, a groan escaped her. She was *Not* Going to be stuck in a cell with a weeping bastard now. Adjusting her position, Aspeth brough her arm over to remove the creature as best she could. Normally, she would have just chucked her coat at the naked woman, but with the shackle around her wrist, she wasn't able to remove her coat.

Aspeth brought the dead corpse close to her, letting it flop in her hand. Not much she could do with the poor thing, probably wouldn't even taste good cooked. Bah, maybe she could throw it at a guard to piss them off later, get them in the cell. As the Tiefling whispered, Aspeth could have cared less and spoke at her regular volume.

"Oh, so *Now* You're keen on talking. You got an idea jumbling round those horns then?"
Kevin
The sound of the Guards voices echoed from down the hall, they got no nearer and strayed no further. It seemed as if they had reached their post, resuming their card games and drinking. Occasionally a high pitched whining laugh or a short barking one would raise a little louder- but nothing more. It seemed the coast was clear. 

Rats scurried past the bars of the prison, occasionally what must have been more scratched at the wood high above them, likely crawling through tight spaces in search of something to eat or use to make nests. With the only sound the broken, raspy dry weeps until Aspeth spoke normally. The sound didn't seem to carry as well going back down the hall, for no reaction was given from the guards.
Marion
"Would you shut up? I'm trying to recover from a headache so I can think better." The tall man said softly, his arms crossed over his well defined and heavily scarred chest. His almond eyes were shut and he pulled his foot back, gently rolling Syrenas head off of it. It was a strange feeling to feel pain from a blunt impact. 

"Speaking of horns, are yours sharp?" He asked, opening one eye and squinting at the two woman and seemingly not noticing the crying, naked woman. It would be dishonorable to stare at a woman's bare body without her consenting word. Instead he needed to focus on the task at hand, despite the pounding in his skull. "Could use them to cut Weepies binds. A pair of free hands could work on these colars." He said, then closed his dark brown eye again and settled more against the wooden wall, his breathing coming out slow and gentle. If he hadn't been speaking moments before it would almost be believed he'd fallen asleep again.
Herman
*Inno took a moment to reflect on the guard's words, describing the woman before her to be the "Seafoam maiden". Perhaps this was slang for a seafolk maiden, but it only added to her usefulness. The woman's lack of clothing and the creature over her neck was evidence enough. Upon discovering that the maiden could not speak, her bruised throat began to make it clear how much of a threat her voice was. The guards must have done it with intentions to keep her subdued, if her suffering was a priority then a few cuts at the end of her fingers were enough. Her sobbing was oddly useful, concealing their chatter enough. Sobbing was natural background noise for any prison.*

*After studying the nude woman, her attention drifted to Aspeth. Her crude humor was not appreciated. With a deep breath in and a careful hand, she began to remove what remained of her fine dress. Her eyes noticed the brown haired woman remove the creature, perhaps it could prove useful. As no guards seemed to be alerted, she held her dress. Leaving her in her underwear and a pair of torn pants.*

```"Keep an eye out and your voice down."```

*The tiefling quietly commanded as she'd lower herself, before approaching the woman on the center. She threw her dress onto the exposed woman, yet her intentions were not of kindness. This woman might be her key to freedom. Keeping her morale up become a cold priority. As the red fabric fell onto the woman, covering her body somewhat, her head turned slowly to the man.*

```"Yes, save your strength for now. We will need it soon. I will do what I can. Young maiden, be still... It's gonna be okay."```

*The woman was clearly not good at providing comfort but pushing her chain to the limit, she'd reach out to her body. Should Syrena cooperate and not fight her, the tiefling attempted to pierce the coarse rope on her wrists first. Using the sharpest horns of her head, in an attempt to piece a single hole through it before using her sharp claws to spread that cut.*
Jim
Syrena's sobbing was interrupted by a sigh of bittersweet relief when the unfortunate coralback was removed from her neck. She was a friend of Syrena's, a rare red coralback names Kerrie who she often brought with her on her travels- it was *Her own* Fault she was no longer with her and the guilt was eating her alive.

Syrena then looked to the tall man as he spoke, her gaze interrupted by a gentle fabric being tossed over her- something she appreciated. Syrena's icy blue eyes danced over to the horned woman, if the mermaid could she would thank her for such a kind gesture. Her tears dried as the woman approached, lowering her head and piercing the ropes that bound her small wrists. Her eyes widening as the woman used her claws to widen the cut. After a few moments of struggle, the ropes fell gently off of Syrena's wrist- her gaze painting a picture of gratitude as she looked into the kind horned woman's eyes. 

Syrena used her newfound freedom to use her hands to straighten herself up, keeping careful balance as not to fall- after all her her ankles were still bound. Syrena then hopped clumsily over to the shorer, meaner woman- placing her arms around her neck and fiddling with the collars mechanisms in hopes of removing it, or at least loosen the device. Her cheeks puffed out in frustration as she struggled with the collar.
James
"You've had that headache since you were thrown in here, my darling."

With her voice laced with the usual teasing tone, she let out a sigh. Might as well not make any enemies until they were out of the cell proper. If they hadn't chained up the new woman, then there was certainly a chance she could get them out. If she could just get this *Damned* Collar off, she'd really be able to cause some chaos. A soft grunt escaped her as she adjusted herself, sitting up in a better position so she could get a bit of feeling back into her spine.

"Aye aye."

Her eyes moved towards the bars, doing her best to peek around the corners to spot any shadows that might reveal a person approaching. Though, her hearing was likely going to be the best, with the guards having quite heavy footsteps. She almost couldn't contain the spark of joy that appeared in her heart when she noticed the ropes fall to the ground. Well, seemed like they were going to be winging an escape plan. Aspeth couldn't help but grin as she noticed the woman approach her first. She was certainly going to be keeping her voice lower now, speaking as she kept a lookout.

"Got yourself a good taste in first picks now. Oi, check around my coat now, if we're lucky the guards might have left something when they searched me."

She had checked over herself when she was first placed in the cell, but due to the chain on her wrist, she hadn't been able to reach all of the usual spots. If they could find a tool, it would certainly be a lot easier. With the amount of straps and sashes on her person, she was hoping they would have left something, anything.

"You know how to pick a lock, doll?"

If there was nothing, the next best thing would be to get her out of the chains so she could move onto the others. Getting each of them out of these bindings would certainly be quite the boon.
Kevin
Try as she might, Syrena would find trying to get the collar off a futile effort. It was a seamless band, as if it had been welded around their necks- a strange and inexplicable device. There is a strange rune on the back of the neck, perhaps it requires a key of some kind? 


For a moment Aspeth would think they saw someone moving down the hallway, but careful looking would show only the flickering shadows of torchlight, the voices of the two guards still in the same place. One even gave another barking harsh laugh. 

- - - 

As Syrena checked the clothing of Aspeth, the webs of fate began to be spun. Would she find a gift, a blessing of chance? Or would there be only dissapointment? 

What she found was...

Absolutely nothing. The very idea that the guards, who'd been exceptionally thorough so far, would miss anything was preposterous. With foolish hopes dashed, perhaps the adventurers should seek other means. 

As they search hopelessly, a small mouse comes scurrying by, sitting in the middle of the hall a few feet beyond the bars. It's beady little mouse eyes watch the group intently, perhaps *Too* Intently for a mouse. Yet it doesn't seem to do much else besides, what an interesting rodent... 

As Inno sits there, she would also feel a water droplet hit her head from above. Upon gazing, she would find a small leak. 

The prospects of their situation do not look promising.
Herman
*Syrena seemed quick to action as she hopped her way to try her hand with the collars to no avail. She shook her head, her claw on the collars before turning to see if there was a stroke of luck on their side. Sadly, nothing was found in her coat. Yet, she began to construct a plan. Looking around to get a understanding of her options, before her cold eyes turned to the mouse. Only two possibilities grew from it, either it was spy to ensure they don't escape or perhaps it was here with a purpose. A water droplet caught her attention, before she spoke out in a whisper. Gently patting her thigh to lure the merfolk closer to her.*

```"Come. I have a plan. I need you all to listen. Give me the body of the creature, we will use it."```

*There was a determined expression on her face, as she'd motion Syrena to hop to her so her leg binds can be freed. Should she obey, her focused turned to keeping the ropes and cutting the binds on her legs. The tiefling explained her plan with a low whisper.*
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```"We will lure the guards in and ambush them. Seafoam here will be our dead lady, you will need to pretend that you're dead from those throat wounds. We will use the creature's blood to make it convincing, fill your mouth with its blood and play dead. Try to play dead near the man over there, with cut ropes still on you. You will initiate an attack. Eyes, throat, groin or knees will be your target. Once he is stunned or surprised by the attack, that's when he comes in. "```

*Her words were spoken with firm tone, looking very intensely at Syrena as she described her plan. Her face was not expecting failure or would curdled to her. The tiefling turned to Nyle, he had scars of a fighters and could prove capable for the role even if he was bounded by the wall.*

```"When she makes that first attack, the guard will be surprised. That will be your golden moment to grab him and overpower him. Smash him against the floor or the wall. Break his neck, knock him out. Do what you think is best. But before you even attack, I want you to pretend that you are sleeping. It may make it easier to take the first guard by surprise. Now, if there one guard then it will be easier but if a second guard is here. That's when me and the loud one come in."```

*She explained her plan carefully, although details may change. Nyle had his hands free, so he could potentially take advantage of it. The tiefling turned to Aspeth, she was bounded by the arm. Yet, she could still play critical role in this ambush.*
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```"You and I will be responsible for the second guard, we will only have two second window. You will lure the guard closer to you. Flirt with him or mock him, get his attention to get closer to you. Once he is near enough, I will draw his attention to me. That's when you will strike. You will kick him in the lower torso, it will make him fall towards me. I will use my claws, horns and whatever else to strike at him when he is vulnerable. Timing will be very tight but it's our best approach. They should have the keys to our freedom, we take it and we move quick."```

*The tiefling explained her plan to the brown haired woman, ensuring that she understands her role in this. Inno was rather skilled with ambushes and such tactics, this was almost second nature to her but this was team effort. Should one of them fail at their roles, it could cause further issues. It was high risk high reward tactics. The tiefling made her plans and waited for the reaction of her peers.*
Jim
Syrena's eyes darted over to the horned lady as she tapped her thigh, confused on what the gesture meant she simply stared for a moment before hopping over when Inno spoke. Her body physically recoiling at the idea of giving her friend to a stranger. Instinctively Syrena swiftly, but gently swiped the coralback from Aspeths arms and hugged it tight to her chest, a single tear running down her left cheek as she did so. 

Syrena kept the animal in her arms as she allowed the teifling to free her ankles from their bondage. Syrena looked at Inno as she disclosed her plan, her brows furrowed and her lip quivering, part of her knew they would have to go to extreme measures to escape, but to desecrate her goddess' children- her friend, was a tall ask. Syrena glanced between the three strangers. Noting their chained wrists, ankles, or waist. In that moment something dawned on Syrena, as if the ocean- as if Oceania spoke to her directly. It was up to her, up to all four of them to get out of there safely. She was in the cruel clutches of humankind now, this wasn't the world she knew. 

Syrena hesitantly nodded, her expression visibly distraught and mournful. The maiden then placed the creature in the center of the room, kneeling before it and clasping her hands together as if in a silent prayer. Syrena looked up to the ceiling with her eyes closed, a drop of water from the crack in the ceiling dripping onto her forehead. After a few silent moments, Syrena lowered her head to gently kiss the creature on its nose, a final farewell to her friend while it was still in its god designed form. Syrena then brushed her fingers against the creatures mortal would, the one responsible for felling it- a large puncture wound in its stomach. The mermaid spread the blood over her face, putting more around her mouth to give the illusion she had been mortally wounded. Syrena then lifted the creature, allowing its blood to drip into a small puddle in the center of the room. Syrena then removed

The cloth given to her by Inno and hid it underneath her body as she laid down next to Nyle, her head rested in front of the blood puddle, quite the convincing scene. 

Syrena kept the creature in her arms like a child grasping onto a plushie.
James
It was rather unfortunate that the bastards had taken everything. No matter, seemed like the Tiefling had a plan now, and it was certainly a rather gruesome one. Mutilating the body of the beast to mimic a death? Well, she could only hope the blood was the same colour's as the woman's. Either way, Aspeth had to admit that the Tiefling was rather descriptive in her plan. It gave her a decent idea of *Who* She could have possibly been. Perhaps a commander gone rogue or a captain who grew tired of listening to the higher powers.

Didn't really matter either way, she had ended up in the same place as the rest of them. As she looked around for the thousandth time, a scowl slipped onto her face at the lack of windows. If she had been able to see out into the world, she didn't doubt that she would be able to find a perfect sloop. Whilst she would have loved to take a clipper, just judging from the looks of the people around her, she couldn't assume they were the best sailors out there.

Then, it was her turn to be spoken to, and a grin appeared on her face. Flirting *And* Mocking? She was basically being asked to have a regular conversation with the swab. With her free hand, she took a moment to adjust her shirt, making her cleavage pop up a bit. With the right position of her arm, she could take the look of a proper harlot.

"The second guard then? You got that, darling. I'll make sure he doesn't take his eyes off me until ya call."

Confidence rang throughout her voice as she got prepared, sneakily placing herself against the wall to use as a backboard to make sure the guard would be slammed over. It was a damn good plan that the Tiefling had come up with, plenty of things could go wrong within a few seconds if they were unlucky. Just the way she liked it.
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Aspeth's blue eyes glanced over her unlikely comrades. If they survived, maybe she would do well to actually learn their names. Her original belief had been that none of them would survive that long really, but she had certainly been proven wrong.

Aspeth couldn't help but grin at what this meant. She had been *Blessed* Oh, Erasil had heard her prayers and finally sent along her answer. For so long she had been waiting for a sign of destruction, a sign birthed in fire! She hadn't though that She would be sending such a glorious and sneaky blessing. Aspeth couldn't help but whisper her thanks to her Goddess before turning towards the rest, quite ready to get out of this damn cage.
Kevin
Foam Maiden. 

Meanwhile, the Guard 2 was squatted in front of Aspeth, just out of reach now for anyone, with a dagger in his hand, toying with it across his dirty pants. 

``` Guard 2: You gettin bored in here poppet? Want me to take you out for a little playtime? ``` 

He said, his teeth bared in what must have been an attempt at a charming smile- at least, what was left of them. Most of the remaining teeth were blackened and rotted, a few silver ones in their place and the others straight missing. His tongue was bumpy and swollen from a lack of water and care, his greasy hair matted to his head. 

The pieces had moved- but what would the others do now? One Guard was just over Syrena and armed with a deadly weapon, the other armed and out of reach. 

Now was the time to see the plan in full, to see how each person might play their part.
Jim
Syrena felt a wave of fear wash over her as she heard the men approach, using all of her focus to remain still as not to blow her facade. Her mind stirred at the man's comment, she wondered what he meant by *Pair*- humans talked so funny.

Once the man placed his finger over Syrena's nose she couldn't help but gag, the stench was unlike anything she had ever smelled before. She couldn't help but wonder what made the man smell so horrible, she knew humans ate strange foods but his aroma was nothing if not appetizing- as if he had eaten a tube of lard the day before.

Syrena opened her eyes to her own horror to see the man in front of her and soon panicked. Syrena then shot her foot upwards into the mans crotch with all of her might, striking him with all of her strength. As the man recoiled in pain Syrena got up, making sure to keep Kerrie's corpse in her arm as she scurried away from the man, putting Nyle between her and him in hopes the tall stranger would protect her when his shock wore off.
James
The shouts of commotion was a surprise, but it got the guards close without them having to risk attracting any more attention. Though, she did have to spare a moment to wonder what they had seen. Though, the thoughts were quickly thrown away as the guards looked into the cell 

Once the second guard's gaze was on her, she allowed a sultry smile to appear on her face. Certainly a rather inviting look that promised pleasures beyond imagine. It was a practiced smile, one she had done hundreds of times to trick the poor bastards that had come across her whilst she was in trouble. It was truly her greatest weapon. Aspeth did flinch at the sight of the pistol. She was hopeful that the bastard wasn't using *Her* Pistol. For all she knew, he could have shoved the weapon into a pot of butter to try and clean it. 

"Oh? Darling, with a tiny prick like yours, you are certainly welcome to try."

An insult and a flirt. A disgusting man like the one in front of her would often be goaded by such a thing. That was exactly what she was praying for. If the man grew closer, then he would be in the perfect spot for her to strike. As the man hopefully grew closer, she used the pained groans of the first guard as a distraction, pushing herself off the wall as far as the chain would allow her to slam her foot into his gut, trying to have him stumble back into Inno. The first guard seemed to have the keys, so as long as they were able to get them out of the picture, they could have their freedom.

That dagger that the second guard had could prove either a problem or rather useful, she was hopeful that Inno was able to disarm the scunner and take it from him. Gutting the pig seemed like a fitting fate.
Herman
*Whatever caught their attention could wait, perhaps it was her goblins or maybe it was a simple stroke of luck. It was time for action, she watched coldly as the guards spoke. It could have been the mouse, perhaps it was druid or simply that these guards are complete fools. Thankfully, the guards glanced into their cell and investigated their bait. She turned around to face the wall, as her tail began to sway slowly. Patiently waiting, she said nothing as there was nothing to be said. It was in their hands now, she will play her part when it came. Pressing her forehead against the wall, as her cold eyes glanced behind her. A pistol and a dagger. Should the pistol go off than it may cause too much of a problem, even if it missed them.*

*Her ears listened carefully as Syrena began their ambush, a firm and strong kick into the groin. That was their moment, her attention turned to the guard 2. A strong kick to the gut was she needed, as the man lost his balance and fell toward her. She waited for him to meet the stone floor, before reaching out to far as she can. Her claws were quick to attempt to grab his head, before stabbing her claws into his eyes. As he opened his mouth to scream, she pulled his body closer to by grabbing into his mouth. She knew he would bite her but it would certainly conceal his screams. She'd use her tail to grab his dagger, before stabbing his throat. Blinded, pulled and killed. She held the dagger with her sore and blooded hands, turned to look at the guard 1 to confirm a victory there. Readying herself to attack with the dagger, if the large guard proved too difficult for Nyle.*
Marion
As the kick drove into the crotch of the first guard, he grunted and doubled over, taking a singular shuffling step back with his hands holding the wounded area. Yet as mentioned before, Guard 1 was a massive man and wide, sturdy built, perhaps descended from Ogres? The kick was fierce and well aimed and it stunned him enough for the girl to scamper behind Nyle, who had somehow risen to his feet in the time it had taken her to launch her kick. The guard raised his gun with wide eyes but the tall man shot his hand out and clamped his finger between the firing mechanism of the gun so when the trigger was pulled it simply jammed. Then his other hand hand whipped around and chopped at the mans neck, which bounced off the thick mans hard muscle. 

"Ah shit." Nyle said, the guard dropping the gun and instead lunging forward to tackle Nyle to the floor, which would crush the sweet Syrena behind them. Nyle grunted and twisted his own body weight, twisting so they fell sideways instead and hit the hard wooden floor with a loud **Crack**. Nyle switched tactics and snatched the keys, throwing them up towards Syrena as Inno and Aspeth fought their own target. 

Now that she could see both of his eyes now, Syrena would find one was a vibrant and inhuman blue, and the other dark brown. 

"Get their chains off!" He gestured towards the other two, before being elbowed in the jaw and being forced to focus on grappling with the larger Guard. Nyle was strong, perhaps impressively so to be holding off a guard this inhumanly durable and strong person. Yet he would definitely not win this fight, not one of raw strength and endurance.
Kevin
Meanwhile Guard 2, the rat like, perverse man- was choking on his own blood. However even as he died, he'd do one last act of spite. Fingering something from his pocket, he'd pull out a small pistol from his pocket. It had a strange tube like barrel, and he'd pull the trigger. A flare would fire out from it and whiz out into the hall and explode in a loud 

 

Red sparks flying everywhere as the gunpowder charge went off, supposed to be a warning signal and now a dangerous alarm bell. The noise was so loud in this confined space that it would cause everyones ears to ring, red sparks burning here or there. Amazingly the wood did not seem to catch fire, perhaps too saturated from the seawater it had been pulled from. Whatever the case, Guard 2 was now dead and Guard 1 was trying to get the upperhand on Nyle, who was putting up a remarkable fight. Any time the Guard tried to change targets to one of the girls, Nyle would suffer another blow to get his attention back on him. 

The clock had begun ticking, what would this party do? Syrena had the keys to their freedom, one Guard, shown to be durable and dangerous, was still fighting. Would this plan lead to victory, or total doom?
Jim
Syrena raised her hand to cover her mouth as she watched the large guard tackle Nyle, cringing at the crack of the wood accompanying their brutal fall. Her shock was interrupted when Nyle threw the keys towards her, her eyes widening at the sight of his multicolored eyes. His blue eye seemed to sing a song of the ocean that felt fondly familiar, but now was not the time to gawk. Syrena clumsily caught the keys, juggling them in her hands for a moment until finally getting a firm grip on them. 

Syrena took a deep breathe as she looked around the room for anything useful, her gaze honing in on the pistol on the floor next to the guard and Nyle. Syrena scurried across the floor towards the pistol, nearly getting hit by the guard as he swung his arm towards her- if not for Nyle she would surely have been struck. One the gun was in hand she made her way over to the two women and freezing before them. She knew Nyle couldn't hold off the large man for long, and she would probably only have enough time to free one of the women... But which one. 

Syrena's icy blue eyes looked back and forth between the two women as she bit her lip with uncertainty. Both of the women seemed capable in combat, one armed with claws and another with an impressive physique. Syrena shut her eyes and let out a sigh before tossing the pistol to Aspeth and using the keys in her hand to free the shackle around Inno's waist. Syrena then jumped at the sudden commotion behind her, turning to witness the ongoing fight between Nyle and the Guard with a worried expression.
Herman
*As her mistake to fully kill and end the guard 2, her mistake blew up in her face. The loud explosion was surely going to bring unwanted attention, she watched the chaos continue as the temptation to throw her dagger grew but it was too risky. She was no skilled dagger thrower and it may even injure their ally, instead she watched the icly blue eyed maiden make her decision. A smart decision, arming the loud mouth and freeing her. She was tempted to leave and save herself, but with the loud shot and alarm. Her survival odds were better with a group, the woman said nothing as she was freed. Simply watching the two men attempt to overpower each other, waiting for an opportunity before quickly spotting one.*

*She quickly make her attack from Guard 1's behind, using the dagger to make a deep slash into the back of his knee. The tiefling was rather knowledgeable with such things, a good cut to the popliteal artery would lead to a lot of blood loss. It was then that she spoke as she stepped away.*

```"Guard, you will die if you keep fighting. Submit and you may live, we have your gun and you're bleeding to death. We want to leave and you want live. Let him go and give us the keys now."```

*She spoke with an intimidating tone that had a hue of pleading to it, but it was a distraction. The tiefling waited for a moment of reconsideration and confusion, for stab the Guard in the back of the neck. Using her strength to aim at the base of the skull, and end the life of the Guard as quickly as possible.*

*She made her attempt while using her plead to confuse him enough to stop his movement for a moment, the woman was no assassin but she did her best attempt to end the fight. Stepping back as any swings or kicks came her way.*

*Should she fail, the tiefling continued her attacks focusing on the Guard's arm pits and knee. All in an attempt to weaken him more and more, blood loss was slow killer.*
James
With her kick landing true, a pleased grin appeared on her face. It was a perfect little surprise attack, and the second guard was quick to fall. Though, her eyes did widen at the sight of the pistol, and her eyes trailed along as the flare was suddenly shot out. A pained look appeared on her face as she felt the ringing in her ears. But it was a much more preferable alternative than any of them taking a bullet to the chest.

"Get me out of these damn chains!"

Her eyes sought out the current owner of the keys, looking over Syrena with impatience. Even as Nyle was currently stuck in battle, all she wanted was to get out of these shackles and get some fresh air into her lungs. She *Craved* The wind in her hair once again. Then, a shock of horror appeared in her eyes as the Champion simply threw the pistol at her. Of course, she did catch the weapon, but how *Could* She? Being left as last in the chains? She was certainly not going to forget this anytime soon. At least she finally had a familiar weapon in her hands. There was an odd sense of safety as her hand tightened around the wooden grip, and as her thumb was instinctively placed against the hammer. However, it still did not make her feel any less *Betrayed* By the stranger.

No matter. It seemed like the Tiefling was dealing with the second guard proper now. She urgently gestured for her saviour to get her out of the *Damned* Chains. She could have used the pistol to easily shoot them off, but she didn't want to waste her lone bullet in this moment. She had no clue if the guard who had owned the pistol had any more ammunition on him.

They were likely running on borrowed time now, the rest of the guards would have heard that flare go off, and would likely be swarming the area rather soon. They needed to find a way outside.

Though her eyes did trail to the body of the guard that had shot the flare. Those silver teeth would certainly be worth something.
Marion
"Get clothes on." Nyle would say gruffly, once Syrena surely undid his and Aspeths chains. He'd strip the coat, britches and belt from the smaller man to shove towards Syrena before stepping into the hall and gazing down it. 

"We should move quickly." He said simply, chewing on his lip. The tall man really was an interesting sight, handsome perhaps to some- his face just as scarred as the rest of his body, though the scars only existed on his front side, his back was strangely untouched. His long black hair was well taken care of, tied back with a leather cord and going all the way down past his shoulder blades. That blue eye was deadly, sharp and alien. 

"We need to find our stuff as well, it'll likely be close." He said, a note of hopefulness within his voice- which was a dry and rumbling one. He strode off away from the girls as Syrena and perhaps hopefully Inno got decent, Aspeth too for that matter though he did not know their names. He entered the Guards room and looked at the table, which had discarded playing cards and two cups of booze, both chairs were toppled over. 

There were **Three** Doors, one that said "Confiscation Room", one that read "Single Hold Cell" And the other was unmarked. Vaguely if one focused they'd feel that the most of the vibrations could be felt coming from beyond that door, though perhaps they had a couple of minutes yet. 

Down the opposite side of the hall past the cell they'd been in was a broom closet with a broken broom, a few mops and a bucket. There was however something interesting there for those that bothered to look- a ventilation like system, a square hole with a thin metal grate over it to allow this part of the massive super structure to breathe.
Herman
*With the guard dead and taken care of, she had a brief moment to search the bodies. Inno was the first to search the still warm bodies, with her priority towards finding a key for their collars. But instead, she took the flash of alcohol, the orange, second smaller dagger, the brass knuckles and one bag of gunpowder. She could potentially make a explosive mix of items that may come in useful, upon hearing this voice of the man. The tiefling silently agreed while she approaching the scar covered man, giving him the brass knuckles before turning her attention to the merfolk. Giving her the smaller dagger, a small weapon could allow her to be more useful.*

```"Take this you two, the rest is for you."```

*The tiefling knew the brown haired woman was a quick looter based on where her attention was earlier. She stole the larger man's lether jerkin, it was large and bloody but it was something. She quickly follow Nyle as he entered the guards room, reading the doors. Feeling the vibrations, the tiefling would grab the table that read "Confiscation Room" But stopped as her gaze looked past the cell. Looking for anything useful, spotting the ventilation system.*

```"There's a ventilation system here. Grab only what you need and we make haste into it."```

*She said as she'd point towards the opposite side of the hall, while quickly opening the door. Her only priority was to inside would be to find her invisibility ring and winged boots, an extra blade couldn't hurt. Although, she did not look for anything else that would be a waste of time and they only had a handful of minutes.*
Jim
Syrena watched curiously as the tall scarred man stole the clothing from the smaller man, catching the clothing as amyle shoved it into her arms. Syrena examined the button up shirt in her hands for a moment before clumsily putting her arms through the sleeves and buttoning up the shirt. She then quickly slipped into the jeans that sat loosely over her slim legs. Syrena struggled to get the belt on correctly, spinning around for a bit trying to see the loops on her pants. 

Once she was dressed she simply watched the group before a small dagger was placed into her hands by the horned woman. 

Syrena held the blade in her hand with uncertainty as she followed behind them. The maiden stumbled clumsily behind the group, her footwork messy and unbalanced to the point she bounced off the hallways walls behind the group. 

Syrena jumped when Inno slammed the door open, standing on her toes to look over her comrades shoulder to get a peek inside. She had not came with any possessions of her own, but was keen to find a key to get this collar off her neck.
James
Aspeth uttered a thanks as she was finally released from her chains. She was quick to stand and make her way over to the corpse of the second guard. Not only did she gain a flare pistol, but an extra shot for it. She was quick to load it into the weapon, and inspect the item. Whilst she had no need for vision in the dark, nor to alert anyone, firing the thing directly into someone's face was bound to cause damage. Using the butt of the pistol, she knocked out the silver teeth and stashed them into a pocket, whilst her flintlock was placed into one of her sashes to hold it for the moment. She wanted one hand free, after all.

She did grab the extra bullets from the first guard, but not before getting herself a bit more decent. Pulling up her top properly, she was quick to exit the cell and take a deep breath. It smelt *So* Much better than that damned cage. Already, she could taste freedom.

"Got to agree with Miss Horns over here. We'll have to hurry."

Not knowing the names of her fellow prisoners had caused her to create nicknames for the small group. Aspeth was quick to make her way over to the door that read 'Confiscation Room'. She was rather tempted to kick the damn thing open, but she had a bit more class than that. Plus, it seemed like the Tiefling was well ahead of her with that.

She still entered with the flare pistol aimed, just in case there was any rat hiding within. Her eyes were searching for a few items in particular, but *None* Mattered more than her hat. If she could find her cutlass, that would also be fantastic.

But that didn't mean she wasn't going to rummage through *Every* Prisoners' belongings. Maybe she would find something rather useful?

"Well well, seems like we got ourselves a little treasure trove."
Kevin
The confiscation room would be easy to open, seeing as it had been left unlocked. Within would be all the items confiscated from the current prisoners as well as a cutlass, a compass, a pair of small and supple boots and a small and strange pouch that seemed to be empty. The Tieflings ring, the pirates hat, all were present in full. A stroke of luck. 

Each prisoners thing was tossed in together in a pile, it seemed they had not been examined for their magical qualities yet. The tall man was quick to pick up a beautiful katana and tie it into his obi, so that it rested on the left side of his hip. He did not show interest in anything else. 

Once everyone had gathered their items and any additional, they'd find no sign of a key to remove these colors. Perhaps it was held by someone else entirely? Memory of capture was oddly blurry, everything after arriving at Raggenrok was a blur for all but Syrena, who'd know that a massive Black Dragonborn had placed the color himself. Nyle moved to the door where noises were coming from and propped a chair against the handle to give them extra time, then moved and took the confused blue haired girl by the shoulder and steered her down the hallway with a strong hand. 

When they reached the shaft, he looked down at her. His blue eye was vibrant and foreign in his face, a shocking addition to what might be handsome, might be too severe. His expression was neither warm nor cold- he simply gestured up to the vent. 

"We'll send the smaller one up first, then you. Here.." He said, taking her knife and tucking it into the belt securely. "You'll cut yourself crawling." He said, then used his height and considerable athletic ability to pull himself up to the grate and remove it. Once that was done, he'd kneel and cup his hands to boost Aspeth up. 

"Assuming we're using this to escape?" He asked Inno once they were all together. "I'll go last, it'll be the hardest for me to get through."
Herman
Upon retrieving her belongs, she was aware that taking too much may pose a problem in such a small vent. Hence, she only took her ring and boots. These items alone increased her survival chances, with her crossbow bolts and crossbow taken over her back. She was set and ready, the lack of a key to free their collars was disappointing. Noticing the tall man propping a chair over the handle, quietly approving of the cunning action.*

```"Yes, agreed. Move in and do not slow down. These vents will most likely lead to the outside."```

*Inno answered the man as she aimed at the blocked door with her light crossbow after loading it with a bolt. Her words were encouraged speed and efficiently for the two other women, motioning to enter first.*

```"The loud one and the blue will go first, I will follow suit."```

*The tiefling said as she was tempted to use the alcohol and her gun powder to add a fire to the door, but they had little time for that. She could save these for later, simply watching the door as she'd rush the two girls into the vent.*

```"Hurry and get moving. We don't need dead weight, crawl as your life depends on."```

*She was not against waiting for the two girls, but the man had a point. The smaller ones could have a easier time getting in, and facing the unknown path. They also made for an easier way to confirm the safety of their escape.*
Jim
The mermaid followed the group with her fallen friend in hand until they reached the treasure trove of items, she had not came with any of her own belongings but her curiosity was struck at the sight of the small strange pouch and boots. She looked down at her bare feet, bruised and scraped from the rough floor. With no other options Syrena set her friend down and slipped her feet into the boots and snatched the strange pouch, looking back and forth nervously as if stealing as she did so- at least it felt like stealing. Syrena then picked her friends body back up again and held it tenderly in her arms, she wouldn't leave her in such a wretched place like this. 

Syrena ran her right hand across the strange collar that dampened her goddess' love and stole her magic, her fingertips recoiling from her neck as Nyle grabbed her shoulder and firmly guided her down the hall. She looked up to the man as he ushered her, tilting her head to the side in confusion at the sight of his marine eye. She could feel the oceanic song that sung from within it even through the metaphorical sound barrier clasped around his scarred neck. 


Syrena looked up to the vent when Nyle gestured towards it, it looked like a small cave- nothing she had seen or at least noticed before in land buildings. She jumped when he took her knife, her anxiety calming as he placed it into her belt with a smile. She mouthed 'thank you' to the kind man, accompanied with a warm yet nervous smile that radiated purity. She then promptly nodded and moved aside as to allow the other woman to be boosted up into the wall cave, nervously glancing at the barred door as Inno aimed her crossbow with deadly precision.
James
A smile came to her face as she found her little tools. It was a loving sight to her, all her precious little items neatly piled onto one another. She gave a quick test swing to her cutlass as she picked it up. It was a fairly plain thing, but with some sort of insignia on the hilt. She was quick to attach it to her person, before placing the hat onto her head. It felt good to have the extra weight on her head. The next item to grab was her flintlock, it was in much better condition than the one the guard had, and it had a bit of extra shot and powder to go with it. As she grabbed the final items, she checked their condition and quickly gave a nod. A sextant and her compass were going to be useful if they managed to get on a ship.

As she made her way out, her eyes glanced to the others. It seemed like the horned one and the shirtless man had already come up with a little route they could take. Going through these little vents was certainly going to be a claustrophobic experience. 

Though, what other choice did they have?

After stashing her pistols into her belt. Positioned her boot on Nyle's hand, then placed her hands on his shoulders before allowing herself to be hoisted up. She took a moment to adjust her cutlass to make sure it wouldn't cut into her, and fix her hair before she began to vanish into the ventilation system.

A grunt escaped her as she moved further into the vent to allow space for the next person to enter. It was difficult to see and full of cobwebs. She was almost certain some rat was going to run past them. She still tried to stay as silent as possible to avoid any detection, even though she had no clue how far they would go.

Aspeth pushed through the vent as best she could, her smaller frame allowing her to crawl through with a bit of ease. She searched for any bit of light, the sounds of gulls, or even just the smell of the ocean. Anything to show they were near their freedom.
Marion
His dark eye focused on Inno as she took charge, a natural leader. He wouldn't be surprised if she was a noblewoman of some kind from a foreign land that was used to giving orders and having them obeyed. He'd defer to her unless she offered something entirely stupid. He too silently approved of her willingness to lead in this situation. 

Each of the women were unique, none could be further apart. The smallest was incredibly beautiful in a femininely rugged way, she was obviously a pirate and he'd never had much of a good relationship with them however. Still, she'd been resourceful and quick so far. 

Then there was the blue haired maiden, the Seafoam Maiden they'd said. If that was true she was in a sorry state- and worse if she ever discovered what he'd done she'd likely drag him to Tiaris to crush him beneath those old ruins. If they existed at all. Still she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen, if a bit soft. She seemed almost too delicate for this world, but few things or people were ever how they seemed. 

Lastly there was the horned woman, Tiefling he assumed, who was the picture of regal beauty. Very alluring in her own way, but there was a coldness in her voice, eyes and actions that told him she was more like a hissing snake than a pretty flower. 

Once Aspeth was up, he'd rest his hand on the katana on his hip and sigh. He had the Amaterasu in his hands again, and even without magic he felt confident once again. It was one of a swordsman's greatest dishonors to have his blade stripped from him. They had to find a way out of these magic restraining colars. 

"Call back if you see anything!" He said up into the grate.
Kevin
As Aspeth crawled her way through the vent, she'd immediately notice that it sloped upwards quickly. The wooden walls that surrounded them had plenty of iron reinforcements that seemed impossible to have done by hand. Observant people would notice that this structure they were in was crafted through magic. 

A crawl up the slope would show a split, to the left came the sound of voices and shouting. Though not in anger, it was the sound of... A market? Good smells came through, many voices and sounds. 

To the right was a flickering glow of fire and the clanking of footsteps, perhaps the interior of the guard room they'd been in. It sounded incredibly active. 

Though left might lead to freedom, right might lead to answers. A choice was here to be made. 

- - - - 

Meanwhile the door down the hall jerk and slammed, the chair screeching as the door tried to push in. 

```They've blocked the doors! Matt! Barker! Are you there!? Report!``` 

They waited only ten seconds before they continued to push against the door. The chair would not hold long, their time was very limited. 

Would they escape this situation? Or find themselves once again awaiting the "Games" Of tomorrow.
Herman
*As she aimed her crossbow, the tiefling had an idea. Taking the gunpowder, she'd tie it to her bolt, with care. The bag was tied shut, the aim was shoot the bolt at the guards that attempt to enter. Regardless if it actually killed or injured a guard, the impact should be enough to cause the bag to burst. Potentially filling the air with the fine powder, should the guards have torches or shot at them. A fine punishment or distraction may erupt, the least is could do was cause a distraction or confusion. The woman glanced behind her for a moment, as Aspeth began crawling. The tiefling didn't trust the woman but trusted that her hunger for freedom allowed an alliance to remain strong.*

*Her flaming yellow eyes turned the shirtless man, the man had not disappointed her and seemed like a capable fighter. Although, she doubted his chances against pistols. Keeping him in a close quarters fight was something of note. The brown haired woman seemed to be the greedy sort, reminding her of her goblin warband. Even a dull blade like her can be sharpen and oiled. Her thoughts on the Seafoam Maiden was that of curiosity and potential, so weak yet still alive. Perhaps she may see the day that he strength is unleashed, the ocean has more secrets than the lands. But she was quick brought back into reality as the door was being pushed and shoated into.*

```"In you go, and forward you move. Do not stop."```
.

*Inno said as she'd waste no time, taking Syrena by the arm and rushing her to climb over her cupped hands. Each moment was valuable, she was rough and forceful with her actions as she'd lift the young maiden up and into the vent. Her hand smacked her boots to rush her into it, the maiden was too useful to let die here.*

```"I will repeat myself again."```

*She watched as the boots and legs of the maiden began to vanish from her sight, the tiefling turned to shoot that gunpowder infused bolt over the top of the door. Allowing a busted bag to begin pouring and leaking its fine powder onto the chair below. She made the attempt at the shot, hoping that it would work. The horned woman wasted no time, after taking that shot. She immediately turned to Nyle, as she'd strap her crossbow over her back.*

```"Assist me now."```

*She said in a firm tone, should the man cooperate and help her reach the vent. Then she'd waste no time and crawled her way the vent, keeping quiet. She did paused for a moment, Nyle was the most useful in combat, her little group needed muscle. But, she was sure he could easily enter the vent and waiting simply blocked his way in. Crawling behind Syrena quietly, her eyes noticed something funny with the walls but her lack of magic knowledge caused her to assume the place was simply cursed.*
Jim
Syrena nodded when the horned woman began ushering her into the vent, hugging her friends body close as she entered the vent and began to shuffle herself forwards. The now muffled sounds of pounding against the blocked door and oncoming chaos sent shivers down her spine as she navigated the narrow passageway. 

The construction of the vent piqued Syrena's interest, having spent the past 250 ish years in an abandoned city she learned a thing or two about architecture, or at least about construction magic. Tiaris had been sculpted by mages hundreds of years ago and the peculiar craftsmanship of the vent reminded her that back home, who exactly constructed this place?

Syrena was brought to an abrupt stop when Aspeth's boots collided with her face. It seemed the woman ahead of her had stopped at a fork in the vent, delicious smells and happy commotion could be heard from one side but the other had a familiar aura that terrified the mermaid as much as it intrigued her. Syrena patiently waited behind Aspeth awaiting her decision that the maiden would surely follow.
James
The discovery that the location had been magically created was certainly a surprising one, but it did not seem to matter for now. As she pushed through the vents and arrived at the fork, the beautiful smell of cooked food attracted her attention. Compared to what she had been eating in this cage, she would take even a cooked rat at this point.

Then, the noises of activity caught her attention. From what she could recall from past stories, many prisoners would either take the keys from a guard, or steal them from the guard room. As the collar weighed heavy on her neck, and the lack of magic she usually had access to, she scowled as she thought for a moment.

On one hand, it was an easy escape to freedom, but it would come at the cost of possibly losing out on a chance to get her magic back. She had no clue how these collars worked, or if there was even a way to get them off once they were out of the prison.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a *Rude* Individual slamming into her boots. Aspeth spared a moment to look back at Syrena before calling out to the others. "Head to the right!"

With a grunt, she turned herself within the vent to begin making her way towards the light. Before she peeked out of the grate, she adjusted herself to pull out her pistol, readying it to fire, just in case some git had the bright idea to stick near the vents.
Marion
Nyle nodded quietly and quickly boosted the tiefling woman up. She was so far the most useful of the three women, ensuring she got out of this alive would be crucial. Still... The chair cracked and the door nearly opened as two men barged against it. His thumb rested on the katana, ready to push it out and draw the weapon and fight here and now. With his magic the fight wouldn't be a question, but without... Even his eye wouldn't work now. He was blind in that eye for all intents and purposes. 

Being shot as he ran would be a great dishonor and yet, dying foolishly and without achieving his vengeance would be even worse. Grimacing, he released the blade and pulled himself up, squirming into the vent and crawling after the women as they turned right...
Kevin
So the pirate chose right, ignoring freedom for a chance at something more. The age old battle for any pirate. Within the other room, there was one guard who nervously stood at the head of the stairs, looking down where several other voices were shouting. They'd just broken through the door as Aspeth peered through. 

The guard room itself was seemingly a lounge with a few tattered couches and worn chairs, a large table piled with cards and coins and other trinkets used to gamble. Four doorways. 

• One led down the stairs towards the prison 

• One seemed to lead upstairs and was ajar 

• One seemingly would lead back towards the the street 

• The final was unmarked but however, was oddly locked from **This** Side. 

Breaking into the room would alert the gaurd, causing him to whirl and lose balance on the stairs. Swift action could send him crashing down, but it would alert the bigger group. 

However a lock would be visible to lock the door after the guard was sent down. From there, it was a choice of where to go next...
James
There was nowhere else to go but forward. Winding her arm back, and flinging it forward to shove the grate off of it's hinges. She was quick to push forward as the guard was spinning around, pistol in hand and firing a quick shot towards his chest. It was the best option she had, and even if she had quieter means, the man would have shouted to the others before she would even be out of the vent.

With the shot fired, she pushed herself out of the vent as best she could, tumbling into a clumsy roll before she rushed towards the door to slam it shut. The lock would have to hold for now as she quickly latched it shut. With the room hopefully secured, she would do best to begin reloading her pistol with the extra shot that she had, but it would take some time.

Luckily, she had two other pistols just in case.

"Oi, you three can come out now. Made it nice and safe for youse."

A laugh escaped her as she looked over the doors. Certainly quite the options. Though, the final door definitely had her attention. Why would it be locked from this side?
Jim
Syrena followed hesitantly behind the pirate, gasping when she drew her gun- shooting the man in the chest. Although her quick disposal of the man was appreciated, she couldn't help but wince at the sight of it. Pausing for a moment in shock Syrena simply stared at Aspeth in bewilderment before snapping out of her trance and exiting the vent.

Syrena's borrowed boots made a gentle pair of taps as she landed- albeit wobbly, on her feet. Syrena paced around in a circle for a moment before stretching her arms and legs, the vent was rather cramped after all. 

The mermaid's icy blue eyes widened as she studied the room around her, so many doors and one even had a lock on it... Strange indeed. The mermaid innocently wandered around the room, running her hand across the walls before circling back to Aspeth. She then began to talk with her hands, or attempted to- the mermaid put her hand over her brow horizontally as if scanning the horizon and then mouthed 'here'. Although her intentions were purely out of curiosity, it would be beneficial to explore a room locked from the inside.
Herman
The horned woman followed behind the Sea Maiden, before hearing the sound of a loud gun shot echoing from the grater of the right. It seemed that they were doing full ledge towards the loud approach, she exited the vent and dusted herself off. Her flaming yellow eyes began to scan the room around her, walking towards the shot guard. Pulling her dagger and ensuring that the man was dead, as a stab into his eye was made. Should the man struggle or breath, she finished the task and end life to confirm he was dead.*

```"Let's see if you have our lucky collar keys."```

*She began to check the man's belongings and pockets for anything useful, before her attention turned to Syrena who made an effort to show her curiosity. A locked door, a simple shot or some good leverage could pry it open. It certainly looked valuable, the tiefling left the curiosity to them for now. As brown haired woman had the gunpowder to potentially blow that lock up. Instead, the horned woman began to use her ring of invisibility. Should it work, she'd take a quick peek the two other doors. Checking the one the seemly lead to the upstairs and was ajar, while also checking the one that seemed to lead towards the streets. Confirming an escape plan, as the rest were curious about the potentially valuable door. Perhaps it could worth their short time.*

```"I will check and find a way out, break that lock if you can. Five minutes and we leave regardless, I will not face against the entire guardsmen of the island."```

*She said before using the magic of the ring, with hopes that it would actually work and not malfunction to the golden collars.*
Marion
"I'll check for more after this." Nyle said as he crawled his massive frame out of the vent. His long black hair was slightly messy and he rolled his shoulders, glad to be free of the cramped place. Sighing, he swiped his sword across the lock and sliced it off, then he went to the exit door and cracked it open. It led to a lobby area where people could come talk to the town guard, only it was a pirate city and no one here would dare tarnish their reputation like that. 

However there was one man posted there, his raggedy clothes and bandana filthy and he was fast asleep. Nyle took his hand from his blade and instead knocked the man out with a chokehold, before laying him down face first on the floor. He thought of the several dead men already and chewed his lip. Never had been a big fan of death, even when it was necessary to dish out. Still if one of the captives was in fact the Seafoam maiden, then all of these men could die if it meant she survived and returned to her duties. 

Nyle peeked back into the room with the three women to see what had occurred.
Kevin
As the last of the pirates life fled his eyes, Inno would search his pockets and find not but a few coins, another dagger and a cutlass. No sign of any keys. 

Upstairs was a set of barracks for the gaurdsmen could sleep, rows of hammocks. There were many, easy to infer that there were others around the city and this was only a small group. Looting the room might provide some valuables from the locked foot boxes beneath each hammock, but it would take time and who knew what would be there. 


Inno checking the other door would only bring her face to chest with the tall swordsman, who'd stare down at her until she decided to group up with the other women. 

At last... 

Opening the locked door would show a small and well kept office. A finely lacquered dresser, with four strange stones upon them that were faintly glowing. Something about them was familiar, a rune inscribed upon them. 

The other oddity about the room was the little gnome that sat in the chair, politely waiting. It wore all green and was painted green, and when the door inevitably open it would point at the desk without a word, then make the sign for uppies.
James
The room was easily secured, after locking the door, Aspeth took a moment to glance around the room to get an idea of what was around. It was then that her vision was filled with a certain individual, she blinked in confusion as she tried to mime out what they should do. 

"What? I don't know what that means."

It took her a moment to recognize what she was actually doing, A look of realization appearing on her face as she purposely made her way to the table in the room, collecting the cards, trinkets and most importantly, the coin. She grinned as she picked up the few pieces, stowing them away in a pouch.

"You are certainly right. We *Should* Look around. There are plenty of things for us here."

A new set of cards was a grand find since her last set was likely at the bottom of the ocean, or within some fish guts. Truly an unfortunate fate. Especially since those cards had been *Fantastic* To cheat with. No matter, now she would turn towards the doors, trying to peek through them even from a distance.

"You lot found anything useful over there?"
Herman
Upon discovering what awaited for them past each door, she took a mental note of what paths to take. Nyle securing their exit with a quick action of knocking out guard, allowed for an easy escape. But, if they walked out with golden collars... They'd surely stand out like golden thumbs among the locals. Taking a step back from Nyle, she'd turn her attention to the newly opened door. The tiefling stepped in rather quickly, magic stones and runes. Even a little green gnome that sat before them. Her mental began to ponder as she'd simply stare at the small figure. This could be how they use the magic collars, using fey magic. Dumb pirates couldn't possibly figure that out, her bloodied claws reached out to the gnome and held him close.*

```"Hello, friend. We need your help, mind taking off these collars? This. Off."```

*The tiefling politely asked the gnome, even using hand motions to make her point as clear as possible. Threatening a fey creature was always a bad idea, hence she chose the polite route. The gnome didn't seemed to be hostile.*

```"I'm sure the big and cruel pirates have been treating you poorly. Help us, and we will set you free. Rather than being locked in this room. How does that sound?"```

*The tiefling spoke with a softer tone, holding the gnome up and like a baby. She turned to look at Syrena, the seafolk maiden looked much more kinder than her. The horned woman motioned to her to approach so she can hand the tiny gnome to her, if the tiefling failed to persuade than a kinder woman may help.*

```"You seemed to have some connection with little creatures, hold him for me. I want to check those runes. Keep an eye on him, he might be our key to freedom."```

*Handing the Gnome to the innocent looking maiden, she'd watch if she refused or accepted the little guy. Should she refuse, she'd simply hold onto him but if she accepted then she'd have her claws free. The tiefling began to open the lacquered dresser and check out the stone craved runes.*
Jim
Syrena followed the horned woman out of instinct- as she checked behind each door, Syrena would peer over her shoulder to get a peek. The mermaid was rather disappointed to find nothing but a stairwell, but was shocked to see a nicely varnished room with an adorable little man standing beside a dresser. 

Syrena watched as Inno interacted with the small gentlemen, the maiden was no stranger to fae as there were plenty at Tiaris- the folktales told of her often suggest she was fey herself. Syrena gently placed the fallen coralback onto a nearby table as Inno turned to her, asking for help with the creature with a subtle look. 

Syrena then gently made her way across the room, her feet gently landing onto the floor with each step as if she were dancing over to them. Once close to them, Syrena shifted her gaze to the small gentlemen like fey and expressed a warm smile, the kind of smile that makes your heart melt and your defenses drop- one of pure innocence and beauty. 

Once the fey seemed comfortable, Syrena gently took him from Inno's arm. Cradling him in her arms with extensive care, as if he were her own child. The mermaiden let out a meek and damaged giggle as she hoisted the gnome into the air for a moment before gently lowering him back into the comfortable nest that was her arms. Syrena gently paced towards the dresser and the strange stones. Pointing to them and then to her bruised and bandaged neck as she looked at the fey with a soft gaze.
Kevin
As the little gnome was passed around like an adorable stuffed animal. As it was held up and moved around and cradled, it watched and blinked a few times as the runes and the collar was gestured at. Then, he began to speak. 

The language was slobbery, nasally and full of phlegm, a strange and foreign language to all... But one. The damn gnome was speaking Goblin. 

```Gnomlin: Gnomlin like shiny color, only the Mistress can remove them. Yes yes the Mistress! Run, we must run, guards come back, guards get you for shinies. We run! We run! Gnomlin guide!``` 

As he spoke, the doors to the prison slammed harshly, a bullet flying through the wood as they try to shoot the lock. The sounds of gunfire had attracted attention, pirates and sailors and merchants outside were peering into the guards outpost now. Nyle came bursting into the room.
Marion
"We need to leave, now. I saw several more of the guards coming, you can tell because of the armbands they wear." He said, resting his hand on his sword. His icy blue eye and his rich dark chocolate one rested on the Gnome and he frowned, before gesturing towards the exit. 

"Go right and enter the alley, we're on some sort of massive wooden structure or something. It almost looks like a town." He said, looking at the door as the lock cracked. It would open soon and they'd be pinched by guards. 

"Let's move!" He commanded, his scarred and handsome face severe. Yet he didn't move until all of the ladies had left before him.
Herman
*The tiefling was understandable surprised to hear the gnomlin speak goblin of all things, her brow raised as she listened closely to confirm her ears. Only the Mistress, but it may guide them so killing it would be off the table. A shame, she was looking forward to remove these collars and regain her magic abilities, silencing a group of pirates would have been much easier. As the doors were slammed harshly, a stray bullet flying and breaking the wood. Their call to leave had arrived. The tiefling wasted no time in moving towards the exit, motioning the party to follow.*

```"Bring the gnome, it shall guide us. Keep it alive. We have no time. Move it."```

*Innovation spoke as her flaming yellow eyes turned to check on Syrena, she was a useful so having two important creatures close together was easy to manage. Aspeth had her own charms in terms of usefulness, no doubt that she was the only real local between the company. Nyle seemed the muscle and action of the group. All they needed was to either find a place to stay safe or find a ship out of this dump.*

*Moving to the exit, she walked into the lobby and made her way outside. The clear air was rather welcoming, her eyes began to scan for a possible objective.*
James
Aspeth was quick to move over to where the group seemed to be converging, her face scrunching up at the sight of the strange gnome. It was a damned hairy thing, that was for sure. Probably shed like a cat as well. She couldn't deny that it had a bit of a cute look to it. Then it made that... Nasally noise, and all thoughts of cuteness were gone. It sounded like a man choking on his own blood.

The moment the shot rung out, Aspeth flinched and ducked on instinct, aiming her pistol at the door. As Nyle came bursting in, her aim flicked to him for but a moment in surprise before she lowered the weapon. "Have to agree with you there!" Her voice shouted out as she began to move. "Think it's time we find a way out!"

She was quick to move. Her pistol remained ready, just in case any of the sailors wished to try their luck to earn some coin, and she was prepared to whip out her cutlass at a moments notice. What she believed was best would be to head for a ship and *Borrow* It for the foreseeable future. It's not like the owner would miss it, and with scum and rats constantly swarming these kinds of places, the blame would easily be shifted to a rival group.

"I vote we head towards the docks now. Get ourselves to the water, maybe stow away on a sloop?"

Aspeth was hopping from foot to foot, antsy and ready to get moving as soon as possible. She certainly didn't like being out in the open with all these people around, but the smell of the sea was a familiar and welcome scent.
Jim
Syrena panicked as the commotion began, swiftly grabbing the four strange stones and placing them in her newly acquired pouch. The maiden then looked down to Gnomlin with a smile- it seemed the commotion upset the fey so Syrena did her best to calm him down. Syrena then bolted across the room, stumbling a bit as she did so before grabbing her fallen coralback. The maiden held one creature under her left arm and the other under her right as she regrouped with the others. 

Syrena's eyes widened with shock as the shot rang out, letting out a scratchy shriek as the noise ringed in her ears. After a moment of distress Syrena ran after the group- following them through the ally and outside. 

Then the mermaid let out a sigh of relief, the familiar scent of the sea filling her nostrils with bliss and comfort- but there was something else. It was like the sea wept to her, cried out her name in desperation- something was surely going on here. Syrena's expression turned pensive as she followed behind the group, hoping nobody would recognize her unique appearance and clock her as the Seafoam Maiden, thé last thing they needed right now was *More* Attention.
Kevin
The green painted and green wearing gnome pointed this way and that as they navigated through the massive wooden structure. He seemed to be leading them *Deeper* Rather than further away. He didn't seem much of a talker, aside from the occasional "Mistress this" And "Shiny that". A strange creature to be sure. 

Strange things indeed, the pouch was small on Syrenas hip and yet felt no heavier from the stones placed inside. In fact, feeling it from the outside the pouch would seem empty. Sticking one's fingers in however would find the stones just find. How odd. 

``` Nyle: Getting on a ship wouldnt get us any closer to getting these colars off. Grabbed this for you, by the way. ``` The tall swordsman said as he came alongside the pirate woman. The man offered her a rather long object he'd slung over his shoulder, a musket with a leather strap- his dark eye lingering on her a moment as if appraising her reaction before he looked away to Syrena. 

He'd noticed that the blue haired woman was awkward on her feet, if she truly was the Seafoam maiden then she likely didn't walk often, swimming would be her forte. So he slowed down once he'd said his piece and placed one hand gently but confidently against the small of her back to keep her steady and on course. After a moment of hesitation, he offered one large hand to take the Coralback and hold it more securely and less haphazardly than she had it. 

The sound of shouting rose up behind them but it did not come closer, only rose in volume. It seemed something had happened that caused the guards to be unable to follow. The sounds made the small gnome burst out giggling with laughter before he suddenly looked at Inno sharply, as if appalled she too was not filled with mirth in this moment. Strange indeed. 

Soon they were away from all the noise given a party member chose not to stray and found themselves at the back entrance to a ramshackle three story building made up ship parts and scraps, like every other building here

. However oddly enough the floor was made of some kind of stone, parts of it dug out to go into makeshift basements like in the guards chamber. 

```Gnomlin: Here! Here! The Queen must knock and speak our tongue, they'll know her! Yes! Yes!``` 

Gnomlin said excitedly in his nasty goblin tongue, pointing at Inno wildly. He was practically vibrating in Syrenas arms.
Herman
*As the party made their way with the tiny gnome guide, the teifling wasted no time in keeping fast and alert. Things felt too easy, perhaps the guards of the Imperial Empire were far better trained than the guards of a pirate organization. It left a bad aftertaste in her mouth however, as her gut was preparing her for something terrible to happen. Nyle spoke of getting the collars off as a priority, they were an inconvenience at best however if magic was involved... The possibility of them being tracked with them was possible. An expression of concern grew on her face as the brown haired maiden was given a musket, silently jealous at the gift. But the woman was most probably more familiar with such a weapon than her.*

*Her yellow pupils took note of the odd manner that Syrena walked, she was most definitely a seafolk. Although, she began to wonder to what extent was her voice. How dangerous could it be that not even collars could control it. Dangerous allies were a double edged sword to her, one can cut your foes while also potentially cutting you. However, her innocence and gentle nature could be enough leverage to secure her control. Nyle was useful muscle and as long as their goals matched, there should be no issues with him. Aspeth was the easiest, greedy souls were her specialty.*

*Upon arrival of the ramshackle, the distant sounds provided some comfort that the chaos of the situation worked in their benefit. As she was studying the building, looking for ways to get in. Her head turned to the gnome speaking goblin.*

```"Hmmm, remember. If this end as a trap, a painful fate awaits you. If this is truly was I think it is, than rewards await you."```
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*Innovation spoke with a formal tongue of Goblin, as she looked at the gnomlin carefully. Approaching the door, she listened carefully. This could be her goblins or even their allies. She knocked on the door with three firm knocks.*

```"I have four allies with me. Do not kill them, they are far more useful alive. Open and hurry."```

*The tiefling spoke in goblin tongue, her claws held into a fist as she knocked on the door before taking a step back.*
Jim
Syrena stumbled behind the group as usual as she struggled to keep up, her attention quickly shifting to Nyle as he began to speak. Truth be told all Syrena wanted to do was jump into the ocean and leave this wretched wooden wasteland, but she knew he was right- they needed these collars off to ensure their safety. The mermaid stumbled a bit more before Nyle placed his hand over her back, her cheeks flushing when he did so. He had a gentle touch that seemed to startle her...? She was unsure of how she felt. 

When Nyle offered a hand to carry her fallen friend she hesitated for a moment, offering the body of a comrade to a stranger was a big ask but Nyle seemed trustworthy- so she obliged. Syrena gentle placed the creature in Nyle's grasp and used her now free arm to get a better grasp on Gnomlin. 

Syrena turned her head over her shoulder and was confused to see the guards have lost them, unaware that they have found something more important to take care of. Syrena simply let out a sigh of relief and took this as a win, she never wanted to see that wretched lizard man ever again. 

Before she knew it the group had stopped and Gnomlin was growing antsy- squirming frantically in her arms as he spoke to the horned woman. She jumbled the fey in her hands for a moment as she lost grip of him due to his squirming but quickly got ahold of him and pointed her finger at him out of displeasure.
James
"Well, then lets do *Whatever* Gets us closer to getting these damned things off."

The annoyance that was in her voice was quickly wiped away as she received a rather gorgeous little present. Her eyes widened as she held the weapon in her hands, a wicked grin quickly coming to her face. Oh, she was going to do some damage with a tool like this. A weapon with a nice bit of distance compared to his pistols, and was going to leave quite the hole in a individual?

She was already falling in love with the weapon.

"Oh, you are a real darling now, aren't you?" A laugh escaped her as she slung the musket over her shoulder, getting used to the added weight before she continued her hurried pace. She wasn't used to carrying so many weapons on her, but now wasn't a time to complain about having so many useful items on one's self. With the guard's voices slowly fading into the background, her grin only widened. It had gone quite well for them, better than most escape stories went.

When they arrived at the building, Aspeth took a moment to glance over the strange construction. It definitely wouldn't be up to any Royal's wants, but that didn't mean it wasn't going to be cozy inside.

She couldn't help but doubt it.

As the Tiefling spoke, she couldn't help but glance behind them, trying to see if anyone was following them. After a moment, Aspeth removed the musket from her shoulder to look over the item. Excitement shot through her eyes at the thought of using it.

Though, as she looked over the group that she was part of, she had to grow curious about each of them. What a strange group and... Was that girl *Still* Carrying that corpse? Even if she was handing it over to the Swordsman, it confused Aspeth as to *Why* She was even bringing it.

Just seemed like dead weight to her.

Maybe it was emergency rations or something, no matter.
Kevin
Instead of the door opening, there was a clink and a clank as some mechanism began to whir. The wooden floor next to the door slid open and out poked the head of a tiny goblin gear, wearing raggedy wizards robes and a witches hat far too big for her.

```Gum Gum: Ah! Apprentice! You live! Muahahahaha! ``` 

The goblin girl laughed manically before she gestured for them to follow, peering around before sweeping her stained clothing around dramatically and descending down steps. 

```Gum Gum: But of course, the first student of the greatest to be Archmagos of all time would surely not be killed in a place full of peasants and scurvy!``` She announced, surprisingly well spoken for a goblin girl and in very good Imperial. 

```???: Oh yes please be as loud as possible for the entire city to come down on us, Gum Gum. ``` A voice called as the group came down the stairs. Rounding the corner, they'd find... Chaos. Standing near the stairs at a control switch was a dark skinned man with spectacles, covered in strange devices. Flipping a lever, the hatch above them would slide shut and be impossible to spot by normal means. 

``` Theo: Hello, Theo. A pleasure to meet you, you must be Inno. Your goblins have been very... Eager to set you free. Thigh flayer and Leek Leek are both out covering your escape and ah- I see you've found your newest recruit, Gnomlin. And a pleasure to meet the rest of you, please uh... Find a seat. She will come see you in a sec. I'm gonna go grab her.``` He said, flashing them a stressed and distracted smile before dashing off. 

Beyond the little entrance and control station was a large den. It was filled with raggedy couches, filthy and moldy seats and a hodge podge of furniture very much salvaged from wrecks. It was filled with goblins, with one orc who was playing an intense game of chess with another fat goblin, several were chugging drinks and wrestling and above them in a loft a pair of child twin goblins dueled with wooden swords. 

Gnomlin hoppe

D out of Syrenas arms and dashed across the way, sprinting full tilt before launching into the most brutal drop kick into the side of a distracted goblin. Then a brawl broke out.
Marion
"What the fuck." He said simply, his hand still holding Syrenas elbow after helping her down the stairs and standing there gaping at the scene that they'd just entered. Meanwhile Gum Gum was standing at the entrance to the Den shouting orders at everyone that were being fully ignored. Despite it, his eyes had just the slightest twinkle of amusement. Only the slightest.
Herman
*Upon seeing the floor open up, her eyes turned to witness a familiar goblin wizard popping her head out to greet her. The tiefling held her head high, her face was rather satisfied to see her master of magic once again. A slightly nod was given to her master, as she let out a soft breath of relief.*

```"Indeed, I still draw breathe. Quite a pleasure to see you again, Gum Gum."```

*She said as her tiefling tail began to sway slightly side to side, the woman did not smile nor let out a gleeful scream to see her goblins again. Yet, a slightly chuckle escaped her as the dramatically sweeped her stained clothing. The tiefling began to walk down as she assumed the rest would rest the goblins enough, although she planned to properly introduce them once they were set and safe.*

*Entering and following the goblin, her eyes fell on a unfamiliar face as he spoke about her loyal goblins that being Thighflayer and Leek Leek. A satisfied hue could be seen in her eyes as she stood rather proud, listening to Theo speak and explain the situation. Although his stress and rushful state was noted. She was confused on who Theo was referring to.*

```"The pleasure is mine. Theo, do what you must and know that we are grateful to the assistance."```

*The tiefling spoke with a calm tone, standing regal and relaxed as she watched the chaos of the large den unfold. Filled with goblins and the scent of violence in the air, the odd gnomlin that drop kicked another goblin. A relieved and relaxed sigh escaped her, the teifling sounding like soldier just returned home after a long campaign of war.*
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```"Ah, sweet home. How I missed this. Oh. I suppose I should explain a few things. We are strangers and haven't had the pleasure to exchange pleasantries with the sad state of our situation. Allow me to properly introduce myself, I am Innovation or simply Inno. I am the leader of a goblin warband and a woman of a dead noble House of Lestos. A few of these goblins such as Gum Gum, Thighflayer and Leek Leek are familiar faces. They can be trusted to not harm you, as long as you aren't foolish enough to betray that is."```

*The tiefling said as the woman turned to the party, having properly introduced herself to her allies. Her tone was firm and serious, however her eyes lit with a comforting flame that of a fireplace. Her tail swayed side to side, as if expecting to learn more of her companions. Yet, her expression was that of a serious woman who seemed to study the three.*
Jim
Syrena stared blankly at the room revealed once the floor opened up, not noticing Nyle still grasped her arm. She noted the strange creatures roaming around, little green men and women with pointy ears and silly teeth- they looked scary but she had a feeling they were nice. Syrena blinked twice at the new stranger before them who went by *Theo*, she was glad to meet new friends but was nervous about being around SO many people as she was used to a much different- aquatic crowd. 

Syrena watched with a blank stare as Gnomlin weaseled his way out of her arms, her hands shooting up to cover her mouth in shock as he drop kicked another small green man and chaos was unleashed. Syrena moved closer to Nyle, seemingly hiding within his arms from the carnage with a nervous look on her face. 

Once Inno began to introduce herself Syrena adverted her gaze away from the brawl and faced the horned woman. She smiled softly when the woman spoke her name, granted a strange one but it suited her in a beautifully unique way. Syrena looked to each gobling as they were introduced, waving her small hand to them with a friendly grin. Once she was finished speaking Syrena opened her mouth to speak, to introduce herself- but only a small whisper of a 's' could be heard. Syrena let out a defeated sigh as she turned to look at the woman carrying the musket, curious of her origins.
James
Aspeth jumped slightly as the floor suddenly started to open. She had to restrain herself from aiming the musket as the goblin popped it's head out. These creatures had saved them after all, or at least that is what she was assuming. It would be rude to shoot the individuals who got them out of such a cage.

Though, the goblin's dramatic actions were rather interesting. Especially since the creature was speaking in Imperial. Aspeth hadn't heard of a goblin speaking in the language before. The fact that the goblin was apparently the Tiefling's master in magical means did make her snicker slightly.

When the second voice spoke, she was quick to wheel around to look at the individual. He was certainly *Not* What she had been expecting to see in such a place. She would have thought that a goblin den would be the last place a man would want to spend his days. Then again, the world was certainly a strange place. Her expression went blank as she heard the names of the goblins.

"Thigh flayer... And Leek Leek?"

She gave an incredulous look before sighing. Saved by creatures with such *Stupid* Names? Hiding her disappointment, she took a moment to glance around at the area. It was obviously trying to appear more comforting than it actually was. Mold and a leaky ceiling? Well, to Aspeth it was practically home already. Adding the goblins only made it more similar to the crew she had been with before.

Strangely comforting.

Then the brawl broke out, and it was just like being within a rowdy tavern once again. The only difference being that she didn't have a damn drink in her hand. A problem to be solved at a later date.
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As Innovation began to introduce herself, she couldn't help but perk an eyebrow up at the strange name. Definitely wasn't what she had been expecting to hear, *And* The woman was apparently nobility? Both the leader of a goblin warband, and a noble. Just how did one get to such a place in life? With the group in a much safer locale now, Aspeth took a moment to adjust the strap of the musket before she spoke.

"Ahoy there. Pleased to finally give my name. I'm Aspeth Sariel, Devil of the Mermaid's Serpent. Well, at least I *Was* Until the damn ship was sunk. Though, I won't blame you if you still want to call me by such a moniker."

A pleased grin was on her face as she gave a smug bow, tipping her hat to the group. The air of confidence surrounding her was practically visible, and the look in her eyes gave off a smug aura. With the weapons strapped to her in specific angles to grab at a moments notice, she was certainly able to show off why she was confident.
Marion
Nyles arms instinctively pulled Syrena against his bare chest as he watched the scene, no look of horror like Syrenas but one of amusement and interest more akin to Inno and Aspeth. Still he was more reserved by nature- and then he realized he was holding the Seafoam Maiden and quickly let go, stepping aside and turning to study the control console for a moment. None of it made any damn sense, but he wasn't really looking. 

Instead he listened to the women introduce themselves, looking first from Inno with a tilt of his head at her explanation of her past. A leader of a goblin warband huh? That plus her nobility explained a lot about how she'd managed chaos so well. He was impressed. Nyle didn't know much about goblins but so far he'd only seen them as resourceful and clever creatures. 

Then there was Aspeth. She didn't strike him as a more than a pirate, but her aim with her gun was good and she had the charisma to make her seem more than. Perhaps there was something deeper there- still, he was the least impressed with her. 

Lastly of course, the Seafoam Maiden. If she really was that. It was hard to believe she was here in the flesh and so frail looking. Sighing, he fingered the collar and spoke. 

"My names Nyle Tsurugi, I came here to kill someone." He said simply, then looked away. All three of them were beautiful and likely with the collars off, very dangerous. It made him feel... Naked to be looked at them, which had nothing to do with his shirtless state.
Kevin
As the group finally made their proper introductions to each other, Theo returned, making his way through the goblins. In his high boots and long coat, his well kept hair and polished glasses- he didn't seem to fit in here and yet the goblins ignored him as if he weren't there. The dark skinned man pulled a rectangular slate from his belt (which held many gadgets and trinkets), and tapped through what seemed to be some sort of screen. 

Behind him came another woman, average height and well built with pouty lips and a lone sultry dark eye beneath white hair. She was as exposed as Nyle, with a white blouse that showed her cleavage well and tight black leather pants, a katana on her hip. A lit cigarette sat between her teeth as she gazed at each of them, giving each a long and silent examination before holding out her hand. 

```The Mistress: I assume one of y'all got the keys to the collars, Gnomlin should have pointed them out. Hand em over, we can get you out of those. They'd be stones or sum with runes that match the back of your collars.``` She said, her voice carrying a country twang to it. Once the keys were provided by Syrena, she'd pass two to Theo and then get to work. Within less than a minute, along with some muttering, the collars would be removed. 

```Theo: Your magic may be funky for a short while, it's just your mana pathways opening up again. ``` 

The spectacled man smiled and then sat at the control console and toggled through some levers after putting a sending stone device onto his ear. 

``` Theo: All clear? ``` 

Theo listened and after getting a response, gave a thumbs up towards Inno. It seemed her Goblins had avoided capture or harm and would be returning when the heat died down. 

``` The Mistress: So, the four of you are the reason we're taking such a risk. Which of you is supposed to be the Seafoam Maiden? Ah... If it was anyone, it'd be you.``` The woman said, her dark eye falling upon Syrena with a dangerous glint before turning over to A

Speth. 

``` The Mistress: She Devil, impressed they caught you. Seems that Blackheart is finally putting some effort in training his forces. Spells trouble for us. Then you must be the Goblin Queen I've heard about, I think we will get along. I too have a fondness for goblins, much easier to manage than other races.``` 

She spoke the latter half to Inno. 

A woman who knew her stuff, and from the looks of it, was revered by the goblins who'd all come to attention when she'd entered the room. They'd gone back to squabbling and horsing around after a few moments though, the low roar of noise amazingly not overpowering the conversation. 

Gum Gum came over to lean against the wall, nodding her head as if agreeing with things said here or there- but doing it at the wrong time. It was quite evident she had zero clue what the fuck was going on.
Herman
*As Syrena tried her best to introduce herself, she remained everyone of her throat wound that held back her voice. Surely, a healing potion could help and allow her to communicate better. Yet, Innovation was no cleric. Her eyes searching the large den as she searched for Leek Leek, the shaman could heal her wounds with ease. Although her intentions weren't out of kindness or charity, she was a valuable asset as the sea was her domain and the waters surrounded them from all sides. Keeping her dependent and loyal to the party was optimal. Hearing her name, S was a start.*

```"Gum Gum, you will bring Leek Leek here and request that he heals her throat wound. We will face a lot of difficulties, best we heal our wounded for the fight to come."```

*Innovation said with a firm tone, her eyes were gentle however to the goblin. Her head turned to listen to the confident and she devil of the sunken ship. Taking note of her name, the smug woman seemed to have earned her confidence. Although, she began to wonder if the lose of her ship was her own doing or simply a miscalculation. But, she knew her weaponry and that was more than Inno needed.*

*Nyle spoke simply and plainly of his name, his intentions vague but killing was as natural as breathing in these dark tides of the sea. Than Theo returned, she wasn't sure who or what his intentions were but it seemed they'd find out soon enough.*
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*As the Mistress spoke and explained herself, her appearance seemed to have some orgins from Yronis. So this was the Mistress that the little gnomlin was wild about. But at last, they were finally free of those dammed collars. The tiefling held her collar, as if studying it for a moment as the voices of Theo and the Mistress flew by her ears.*

```"You took great risk and clearly invested a lot into this. From what I gather, you have plans for us. What are your intentions? I would thank you, but appreciation isn't what you're here for. I am impressed by the two of you, but it's quite clear that we owe you a debt. I intened to pay it back fairly."```

*The tiefling spoke with a regal tone, as if going straight to business. Inno was curious on who she was and who Theo is, however her priority was on their intentions. The party had clear intentions, freedom and salvation. Knowing that, a clear path was given. However, she was unsure on what these two strangers wanted. A debt? Revenge? Business? Or perhaps something personal. However, the idea of bad play or unfair partnership was not in her mind. Her goblins weren't fools to agree to work with untrustworthy trouble, she also took note of how they seemed to respect the Mistress.*

```"My magic is returning, thank you. Theo."```

*The woman answered Theo as she almost forgot to address him.*
Jim
The seafoam maidens cheeks once again turned a soft pink when Nyle pulled her closer, she was rather confused on why her face felt so warm. She looked up at him for a moment and studied him, her gaze fixed on his unnatural blue eye- it was quite beautiful, her eyes the crystal shallows his the dark abyss. She watched plainly as he noticed her and walked away to stare at the strange metal contraption, she cocked her head to a 45° as he walked away- confused by his body language. 

Syrena's face lit up with excitement when the Mistress asked for the runes she grabbed earlier. Syrena placed her hand over the pouch to make sure she grabbed them, brushing her fingers against the pouch and feeling *Nothing* To her own dismay. She then frantically opened the pouch, her face stark white with embarrassment- but to her own surprise there were the stones. Syrena closed the bag once again to feel if they were inside but once again felt nothing, quite the funny bag she had found. Syrena then promptly handed the runes over and before she knew it her neck was free of the unholy collar. Syrena let out a deep sigh of relief as the collar fell to the ground, she then kicked it clumsily out of anger and watched it slide across the floor with a smile on her face. 

The mermaid smiled as Inno mentioned healing her throat, while she would usually heal her own wounds with her magic she was unsure if she would be able due to her mana being drained for so long. Moments passed as Syrena watched the goblin scurry around the room before coming back with a vermillion liquid in a crude bottle- admittedly not the most appetizing sight but if it meant she could sing to her goddess once again, it was well worth it. Syrena struggled with the cork of the bottle for a moment, twisting and pulling at the bottle to no avail before she handed it over to Nyle who promptly opened it with ease and handed it back to her. She nodded in gratitude before drinking the liquid, her eyes widening at the flavor. It

Was by no means *Tasty* But it was a unique flavor she had never tasted before, how exciting! 

Syrena's bruises seemed to melt away within moments as her blue and purple skin returned to its typical porcelain tone. The mermaid cleared her throat softly before parting her lips to speak. 

"I am Syrena Calypso."

The mermaids words seemed to bounce off her tongue like a melody despite the simplicity of her statement, each syllable a lullaby of oceanic embrace. Syrena stared between the group in silence for a moment. Noting the strange looks from Aspeth, how fancy Inno looked and Nyle... She didn't understand him but he seemed nice, right? After a few awkward moments of silence, the maiden spoke once more 

"Did you all hear it too? The ocean is crying."
James
Seemed like the den was rather full of surprises, another person arriving for her to look over before letting out a hum. She couldn't deny that the lady certainly had a fashion sense that brought eyes directly towards her. Aspeth wouldn't blame her, such a power in battle was incredibly useful.

As Syrena provided the keys, Aspeth let out a sigh of relief. She could not give enough thanks to her Goddess as the collar was released. As she looked over the golden object, she wondered if it would be worth anything at all. Gold could easily be melted down, but if they decided to keep it as such, they could certainly take some high priority targets. So many options for such little tools. Even with her magic in a funky state, Aspeth wanted to see just where she was at in the moment.

Turning around for a moment, wanting to be a bit secretive with her abilities for the moment, Aspeth brought her hands up to her mouth before taking a deep breath. As she slowly exhaled, wisps of odorless smoke whipped upwards from her lips before dissipating as a small fog of dark mist bundled in her cupped hands, gently pouring out of her mouth. It looked as through it had the consistency of a liquid, overflowing gently and falling to the floor in what seemed like slow motion. If one had keen hearing, one might be able to hear a soft sound emanating from within. Laughter.

Aspeth was a bit disappointed at the sight. It certainly wasn't what she was used to having at her beck and call, but it was magic nonetheless. As she brought her hands together, the fog was quick to vanish as she returned her gaze to the others, unaware if any had seen.

Aspeth smiled as she received a bit of recognition. "Aye, that old blaggard is finally trying to get his legs into the water proper it seems." A bit of a worry, but nothing that couldn't be handled. She was sure a few of the crews would band together to cause him a bit of trouble.
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As the mermaid was finally able to introduce herself, Aspeth let out a hum as she heard Syrena speak, furrowing her brow as she turned towards her. The hell did that even mean? Hear the ocean crying?

"Fraid all I can hear crying is my stomach. I've been starved of a proper meal for long enough. That, and ale."
Kevin
**Gum Gum**: "I've just had the best idea! I'm gonna go get Leek Leek and Thighflayer so we can recuperate and make sure everyone's wounds are healed before I conquer this place! Muahahahahaha!" 

The tiny goblin girl swished her robes and rushed off to one of the side exits, one of the ones only big enough for a goblin to fit into, which was a long metallic pipe. After some clinking and clanking, she was gone from sight. The other goblins resumed their activities, Gnomlin now hanging from the ceiling his ankle and shouting curses upon their bloodlines in his pleghmy goblin. 

**Mistress:** "Of course I have plans for you, but paying it back can wait till you've all eaten, recovered and your goblins are back. We have much to discusss and we should all be in the right frame of mind when we do. Welcome to the Warren. Go through the den and you'll find a dining area, you sit, Skinny will cook you all up some food. Skinny! We need some of the special for our guests here-" She paused and looked over at Syrena, "And exnay on any ishnay. Bring the Maiden the Plate of Sin." 

She turned back to them and took a long drag from her lit cigarette before sighing. 

**Mistress:** "I'll come find you once you've eaten. I'm gonna finished reading the reports I got this morning." 

She turned and sashayed back through the den, turning left to head up a flight of stairs. They were left with Theo, who looked up from his machine. 

**Theo:** "Go on ahead, I'm gonna stay here to let the others in and I'll join you guys for food. Hungry myself, heh." 

He had a breathy and awkward laugh, but he smiled at the group kindly enough before turning back to his strange screen and knobs and devices. It seemed the group would be able to eat, though a perceptive person would see him visibly frown and look more stressed at Syrenas comment about the ocean.
Marion
"I don't think anyone but you can hear what the ocean says." Nyle said, his dry voice sounding uninterested and yet his heterochromatic eyes were a dark storm with a flash of lightning. He gripped his sword and pushed past the group, striding towards the den. "Let's eat, see what we owe this woman and then I can get on with my mission." If he saw the pirate womans display of magic he did not show it. 

Instead he weaved his way past the goblins, turning right to enter a dining area. It had a long and raggedy table, with a hodgepodge of chairs to sit on ranging from old and wooden to soft and moth eaten. Yet the swordsman would plop himself down in a large pink chair, put his feet up on the table and close his eyes- seemingly falling right to sleep.
Herman
*The wound healed and the voice of the Seafoam maiden returned to her, they all learned her name. Although the name itself did not ring any bells, the tiefling knew little of the seas. But what the woman said next was curious, was she speaking in riddles or did she have a connection with the ocean that she may hear its woes.*

```"No, I did not hear the cries of the ocean. Only the cries of the guards and yourself. But if you hear the ocean speak to you again, tell us."```

*She lived long enough to not consider her words that of a mad woman, the seafolks naturally lived different lives to those who live on land. Perhaps she could hear warnings and advice from the waters, the tiefling did think too much on it as Aspeth share the condition of her stomach and it's lacking of good food. Innovation had almost forgotten her hunger and thirst, the chaotic nature had her mind only focused on survival and escape.*

```"Do what you must, send them my regards. But keep a level head, Gum Gum. These are different lands with different folk."```
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*Inno said to Gum Gum as she'd rush off into the exits, the woman was aware of her eagerness to conquer but knew to keep her goblins in check. Her attention turned to the Mistress, who politely gave her hospitality. No words were given, only a simple nod I'm acknowledgement. Watching quietly as she turned and headed up the stairs. She took note of Theo, and approached him from behind as he'd focus on strange screen. Her claws placed on his shoulders as she noticed his stressed out behavior, she spoke as her hands moved closer to his neck. Speaking in a low tone.*

```"Theo. Humor me. Why are you stressed and unhappy with our young seafom's words. Are your machines responsible for the ocean's cries? Do answer."```

*Innovation did not enjoy secrets and plots within her ranks, everyone had the secrets but they become a problem when they lead to a betrayal. The woman spoke in a cold and sharp tone, almost as sharp her claws that gently moved along his throat.*

```"But, let's discuss this more during dinner. I will eagerly await your answer, we all will. I'm sure of it."```

*The woman let go of the dark skinned man, patting his shoulder gently before making her way towards the dinner. Innovation was too focused on the strangers that were The Mistress and Theo too have noticed Aspeth's magic display. Her priority was on them currently, she began to make her way to eat. Taking a seat as she sat straight, her legs crossed as the woman awaited her meals. Her yellow flaming eyes were alert and filled with caution, cold and stern. Far less relaxed than the sword man.*

```"Syrena, answer this. Explain and elaborate on what you meant by the crying of the ocean. Will this pose a threat for us or will this be something we can take advantage of?"```

*The woman seemly commanded an answer rather than ask one, she clearly wanted more details on her little comment. But she shook her head as she'd relax, placing her arms on the table.*
Jim
Syrena looked around at the group with a concerned look in her eye, her gaze stopped on Theo as she noted his frown. She was puzzled by his expression, the rest of the group seemed to be unaware of the oceans weeping but his concerned expression made it seem as if he knew, why didn't he say something? 

Syrena stood still as the group seemed to disperse, noting the display of magic performed by Aspeth with a curious glint in her eye. Syrena couldn't help but notice the horned woman approach Theo from behind, her clawed hands creeping up his back until her fingers were gently wrapped around his neck. Curious, Syrena moved close enough to listen to their conversation. The mermaid was startled by the demeanor of Inno, she was certainly an assertive lady. Although Syrena appreciated Inno's investigation, it warmed her heart to know somebody took her words seriously. 

Syrena clumsily snuck away from Theo and Inno and made her way towards the dinner table, her mind pondering on what the mistress meant by 'plate of sin'- she hoped she wasn't in trouble. The mermaid followed behind Nyle as she eyed a pretty colored chair that reminded her of coral. A small grumble escaping her small frame as she watched Nyle sit in the chair she wanted, she then sighed before sitting in a crudely crafted wooden chair beside him. She sat criss cross in the chair as she waited for her meal. Syrena smiled as Inno joined them at the table, her joyous expression morphing into one of shock as the woman promptly questioned her. 

"O-oh well... Im not sure how to put it into words- but it's crying for help, it's sick you see. The fish are going mad."

Although melodic, her speech was nervous as she stuttered over her words nervously. She was surprised a landleg was so concerned with the oceans woes. Syrena looked around at the table, scanning the faces of all her new companions with an innocent curiosity.
James
With food on the way, Aspeth couldn't help the grin that appeared on her face. Now *That* Was hospitality. Erasil had certainly been kind today, she knew she was just going to have one incredible meal. Even with Syrena speaking in weird riddles of some kind, it probably didn't matter in the moment. Time was likely on their side right now.

Aspeth had a nice stretch of the arms as she entered the dining room herself, quickly plopping herself onto a chair and falling into a comfortable slouch. It certainly wasn't the most comfortable chair, but it was *So* Much better than that damn stone floor of the prison. She removed the musket from it's place on her shoulder and allowed it to lean against the chair she was in, easily able to be grabbed if she needed it. But that didn't mean she was in a comfortable relaxed pose. She would have followed Nyle's example and fallen asleep, if the place wasn't full of goblins.

As the mermaid spoke, Aspeth's eyebrow lazily popped up. "You can hear the fish?" Well, that was something she hadn't been expecting at all. Supposedly it made sense, this was meant to be the Seafoam Maiden after all. "How's that our issue?"

Of course, Aspeth couldn't see a single reason why she should be bothered about the fish of all things. If they were going mad, then they were going mad. Though, a thought did cross her mind that she likely *Should* Protect parts of the ocean, in service of her Goddess. She would at the very least help protect the water, but she had no clue if the fish actually mattered. Aspeth did agree with Innovation's thought process, if it could be used and abused to their advantage, it should.

She had no clue *How* The sea of all things could be sick, and when she realized what Syrena had actually said, a look of pure confusion appeared on her face.

"Wait, it's *Sick*? How?" 

The sea being sick was definitely news to her, she just hoped that didn't mean rough sailing.
Kevin
A threat to a member of the group that had just assisted her, a bold move indeed. Still, the dark skinned and bespectackled man gulped as she put her hands around his neck. Obviously no warrior, not someone who saw much battle and his stiffness and trembling confirmed that. His lips parted but no words came out, then she let go and he breathed a sigh of relief. As she walked away, Theo rubbed his neck and stared terrified down at the console. The goblins that did not belong to Inno watch her in wonder and awe, some whispering to each other and pointing, others simply gazing at her face as they recalled the stories they were told by her warbands present members. 

The dining room was dimly lit by a few light spells, that flickered like flourescent lights and even buzzed. Strange magic indeed and yet, it was enough. As they sat, an **Extremely** Fat goblin peered into the room, his jowls quivering and his chins wobbling as he squinted at the group, counting heads and doing math verryyyyy slowly before dissapearing back into a swinging double door that led to the kitchen. No sign of any other goblins in the kitchen. Within a minute, the clink and clang and sizzle and hiss of food preperation had begun. 

Now was a time for conversation between the party...
Marion
"It's being poisoned by the man that runs this floating city." Nyle said simply, opening one eye, the dark brown one and looking at Inno. "I don't know what the poison is or how its being made, why he's doing it- all I know is its a poison of some kind that has a strange effect on the beasts of the sea. Makes them aggresive, irrational- dangerous." His voice was dry and raspy, it had a slow and seductive drag to it that seemed to match the hundreds of scars upon his torso. His katana rested against the chair he sat on, his gaze drifting from woman to woman. 

"Blackheart. Thats his name. The one who runs this place, isn't it?" He asked as he stopped his drifting look on Aspeth, who was the most likely to know. Nyle had been seeking out the man who ran the floating city, it was the only information he'd had. Yet the city itself was elusive and ever moving in the ocean and worse, a geniunely well kept secret. Only certain pirates even knew of it, and there were more than a thousand rumors of who owned it on the open ocean. Whoever had set it up had ensured the Empire wouldn't come to shut it down. It had been a long and nearly fruitless chase- until now. 

With his sword back and his technqiue and eye working again, he could hunt down this 'Blackheart.' Yet... The Seafoam Maiden was wrapped up in it all now and that wasn't something honor would let him ignore. In a way, he felt obligated to all the women to at least see them out of immediate danger. Not that they needed to know that, and if it got in the way of getting his vengeance... Well, what *Would* He do? Sighing, he closed his eyes again to let himself think and listen to their answers.
Herman
As Nyle only confirmed and backed up Syrena's statement, it made her ability to hear the ocean a reliable source of potential information. Pondering, her yellow eyes turned to Aspeth wondering if she can confirm the so called leader Blackheart. Perhaps that was the swordsman's target. She leaned on the table as the food was being prepared, wondering if the tiefling would eat dwarf or fish again if it was cooked by goblins.*

```"Hmm, judging from the magic and the machinery. Perhaps this poison is the reason that this island can move so efficiently. Could be the island is the body and the so called poison is it's defecation. If it creates beasts to be dangerous and irrational, and... We have a seafoam with us. I can see why the Mistress has plans for us. Stay sharp. I did not escape a slow death to trade it for a faster one."```

*The tiefling spoke as she continued the conversation with a calm and patient tone, there was more depth to this. But she began to see a bigger picture at play, with her only concern that the party may fall into a deal that isn't fairly weighted for their favor.*

```"But, atlas. Let us rest and eat for now. Save our strength."```

*As much as she enjoyed the dance of plots and schemes, the woman was hungry and tired. Being surrounded by goblins oddly relaxed her, a deal was to be made with the cracks of its secrets already coming to view. Hence, they were not blind nor desperate which always worked in their favor. These new allies seemed to have same intentions as the party, to punish the leader and make an example of them for their foolish betrayal was a goal of hers. There was nothing more to say or do, but to rest now. To speak on things that you weren't sure about seemed like walking circles, the Mistress was surely going to fill them in. Or at least fill them as much as she saw fit.*
Jim
Syrena looked around at the group with a nervous look in her eye, part of her was hesitant to give so much information to landlegs- let alone ones she barely knew. Despite her doubts, something in her heart hymned a familiar melody that calmed her nerves. Syrena's joyful demeanor shifted to one of dire seriousness as Nyle mentioned Blackheart. She had heard the name muttered by sailors and the guards that imprisoned her. Her mind stirred at the thought of the lizard man who put the collar on her, perhaps that was him. Syrena was relieved, although surprised her and the swordsman shared a common interest.

"Landlegs have disrespected the seas for ages but never defiled her waters and corrupted its creatures. Why would he do something so awful..." 

Syrena looked down at her empty plate with a sorrowful expression as she finished her statement, she didn't understand the ways of the land- but she found it horrifying any creature would purposefully cause so much suffering. Though the mermaid was thankful this group of landlegs seemed to be on the seas side, she couldn't help but question the motivations of the woman they called *Mistress*. The mystery that surrounded the woman frightened Syrena, she would keep a safe distance from her for now. 

The mermaids eyes widened at the sight of the large goblin peering into the room. Tilting her head to a 45° angle as she watched the poor creature count the group, very slowly at that. 

Syrena cleared her throat nervously before forcing a smile on her face.

"What is everyone's favorite food? I like seaweed chips, and the fish love them too which is so much fun because then we can share! Though they do get pretty pushy... Usually don't have many left for myself."

Syrena seemed to be transported to a different planet as she rambled on about her finned friends. It was rare she got to socialize with others, meaning she was rather clueless when it came to conversation- she was just happy to have new friends to talk to.
James
"Ah, that bastard git." Blackheat was certainly a bit of a sour spot for her. Legend among pirates, known for his cruelty. "Same one that sunk ten of the Archduke's ships, aye?" She was fairly certain that rumour was true, as much as she had her disbeliefs about what other sailors said, this one just seemed much to common to be false. So the bastard was poisoning the ocean now? Aspeth had always believed he was a bit of a dunderhead, but this was just a step to the next level. "I can say he's the one that runs this place. That's for sure. Ya know, they say he can stop a blade with his hand? Some say it's magic, others say his hand isn't real."

Before she could go onto a more terrifying rumour, it seemed like they were moving onto a different topic. Truth be told, Aspeth was *Not* Excited to be working for someone so quickly after she had gotten out of prison. Usually, she would spend a few days caring for herself, but it seemed like they were going to be going right into resting and then planning.

Unfortunate.

As the mermaid asked about their favourite food, Aspeth hummed for a moment as she leaned her head back to think. "I'm not sure what the hell a seaweed chip is, but think the best meal I ever had was this really *Meaty* Lobster chowder. Least, I think it was lobster?" Thinking back on it, it had been a fairly sketchy place to go, she hadn't spoken the language either, trusting in a crew member to accurately translate it. Either way, the meal had been *Fantastic.*

The mermaid was quite the noisy one, constantly rambling it seemed, and about fish of all things? Sure, the damn things were tasty, but was there really that much about them?

Now, she supposed it would only be fair to ask a question herself. "What got youse all in prison? Bastards sunk the ship I was 'working' on and fished me out of the water."
Marion
"So more pirate scum to kill, great... Whatever the source of the poison it needs to be stopped, its not natural. The ocean is dangerous enough as it is, its wrath as great as its most gentle whisper is sweet, but tip the scales too far..." He trailed off, not needing to explain what would happen if ships couldn't sail. If fishermen couldn't sell their fish to the masses, if the oceans resources became feral- just how much of the world would become cut off the landleggers. Still, there was just a hint of emotion in his voice, his reasoning was logical and sound and yet... 

"I like saké and cinnamon rice cakes." He said, purposefully ignoring the question about prison. The truth was that he'd been ambushed and perhaps he could have won the fight, but getting captured meant getting taken to Raggenrok. It was both a failure and a success in its own ways.
Kevin
As they conversed, the fat goblin entered the room carrying several plates. He placed a plate in front of each person but Syrena, and then stood at the head of the table, his hands on his considerable hips. 

**Skinny:** "Skinny hopesh that you enjoysh your meals, he does. Red beansh and ricesh it is, with some good ol jumbalya substitued with shredded fish and a handful of plump shrimpsh for yas. Skinny done tested the tasting of it HEH HEH HEH and ish good, ish good. Oh righ." 

He said with a grumble as he looked at Syrena. He growled and stomped back into the kitchen, coming back out with a plate piled high with some wet and slimy greens. It was a huge pile of steamed spinach. 

**Skinny**: "OHHHHH Skinny hatesh it, Skinny hatesh it so much he does. Poor Skinny, poor slim and slender Gahblin he is, forced to make THA of all things, plate o' sin indeed!" 

He wailed and spat, holding his head in his hands and jiggling his way out of the room, still wailing and lamenting as the doors swung behind him. As he vanished, Theo entered the room and sat at the table, as far as he could from Inno, and pulled his plate closer to eat. He ate quickly and often looked over his shoulder. He did not acknowledge the others in the room for a while, avoiding their eyes and gazes as he tried to get through his meal before being interrogated.
Marion
Nyle sighed as he realized that Syrena wasn't given a fork by the fat goblin named Skinny, likely on purpose. He dropped his feet and scooted his chair closer, first showing her how the fork could be used to scoop up the spinach before offering it to her. If she struggled with it, his hand would gently prod her fingers into the proper position until she got it right. Then he'd scoot his chair back and start eating his food with his hands, not really caring that combined with his scars and long hair, it made him look like a savage from the beyond lands. 

His gaze fell on Inno as he waited for her to take the lead on Theo, sure that the Tiefling woman would be the first to seek out information. She was terrifiyingly efficient in her pursuits he'd found. It would be good to stay out of her gaze as much as possible.
Herman
Although the nativity of Syrena was rather amusing, she seemed sharp enough to ask important questions. To the tielfing, Blackheart's reasoning for his actions could simply be that of consequences for his push to power. To remain successful and away from the Empire, even with all the powerful champions, demigods and powerful mages under their wing. If she was in his position, perhaps taking advantage of the aggressive sea creatures and using them against her foes... But her moment of wild ideas snapped away as a simple question was asked.*

```"If you must know, and I can enjoy a curious soul like you. I must confess that Dwarf Brisket, slow-smoked and infused with volcanic spices would be my favorite meal of choice. Such a flavorful and mouth melting texture, just ignites fiery passions in me."```
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*She shared her favorite meal, after hearing the answers of the others. Seaweed chips, lobster chowder, rice cakes seemed like dull meals to her or she simply a different taste. Her flaming eyes were deep in thought, remembering that lovely memory of cooking up that Dwarf traitor. As the chef goblin entered with plates of food, the woman did not have an excited expression on her face as she simply looked down at her plate. These were hardly up to her standards or current carving but she was at sea, so seafood was expected.*

*She began to eat bites of the plump shrimp, small bites to ensure it was too local and not contaminated by this so called poison. Should they taste good and not contain anything concerning, she began to feed herself. Chowing down with proper table manners and etiquette. That was until Theo came to the picture, the woman allowed some time to pass. Giving some time to settle and eat of he chose to. But eventually the tiefling stood up, dragging her chain arcoss the floor as it made a terrible dragging noise. Before finally stopping near Theo, she gave him the time and opportunity to speak. Inno simply took it as an invitation to dig deeper.*

```"Theo. Your fear is a delicacy that I savory, the perfect seasoning for the answers we seek. Now, explain yourself before I lose interest."```

*She said with a firm and serious tone, placing her arms and leaning on the table right next to the dark skinned man. The party had some idea that Blackheart was responsible for making the sea cry, but that did not explain Theo's reaction to Syrena. Stress and a frown. Did he have a simple hate for the seafoams or was there something deeper and complicated going on.*

*It could be nothing of note, but her curiosity was hungry.*

```"Theo, don't be shy. Talk."```
Jim
Syrena smiled as the group conversed with each other, her eyes visibly delighted that her comrades shared their favorite meal with her- though she didn't recognize any of their favorite foods. 

The mermaid clapped her hands together with bliss as the fat goblin entered the room, her mouth watering at the smell of delicious veggies. Though her visible excitement waned when the goblin began to shame her for her meal, the goblins words were like needles in her ears as it spoke. Once everyone's meals were in front of them Syrena looked around, her brows furrowing at the strange sight of utensils. 

Syrena looked around for one of the strange pieces of metal for a moment, her eyes frantically searching the table for one- unbeknownst to her she wasn't given one. Then after a few moments she found Nyle's hands wrapped around her own, his fingers gently guiding his fork into hers and demonstrating how to use it. Syrena grasped the fork crudely, holding it firmly in her hand as she balled her fist as Nyle sighed. Moving her fingers into the correct position and guiding her hand until she got the hang of it. The mermaid turned her head to face him, her icy blue eyes staring up at him with a look of gratitude and curiosity. Once he returned to his plate she smiled at the sight of him eating with his hands just like how she often did at Tiaris, but a new trinket to play with was always appreciated. 

Syrena then began to eat her pile of spinach with a smile, not paying much attention to the others as she ate until Inno began questioning Theo once more. A look of concern washing upon her delicate face as she chimed in.

"You did look sad Mister Theo. Is everything okay? I could sing you a song."
James
She frowned as her question was ignored. Seemed like the group wasn't going to be that talkative. Well, that was fine, she'd pry out the answers another time. Right now, it was time to have a damn nice meal.

If there was two things that she had learnt whilst sailing, it was that you *Never* Questioned the cook, and you always finished your plate. Aspeth was quick to dig in, even whilst Skinny was still introducing the meal itself. It was *Fantastic*. Then again, anything was better than prison food. She ate without care of manners, happily crunching into the prawns and pulling out the meat with her teeth.

She certainly had to give her compliments to the chef, he knew how to make a meaty dish, and it was exactly what she needed. Though, her meal was interrupted by the loud grinding of a chain. Aspeth watched as Inno moved over to pester the poor spectacled lad once again. Hadn't she already gotten her answers out of the boy? She had seen her threaten him right before they were going to eat, what was it about the lad that could be so interesting?

In her opinion, he was much too gangly to be considered a traitor or rat. He seemed more like the kind that would stick to the group out of fear of what *Could* Happen to him rather than what would. Though, she had been wrong in the past.

"You alright there lad? Seem a bit nervous."

Well, *Obviously* He was nervous. But, she might as well do something to give Innovation a bit of assistance, they were working together now, and they'd have to help each other either way, so it made sense to try and start on some decent terms. Maybe then, she would get some help where she wouldn't be expecting it.

Aspeth took a moment to look over Theo's body language, trying to make sure he wasn't reaching for a blade or anything of the sort. In her life, she had been through too many close scraps to ignore any of those signs again.
Herman
*Before she dragged her chair to Theo, the tiefling noticed that a question was ignored. As her hand rested on the chair, she turned to the brown haired human. To ignore her would be quite rude and the tiefling had proper manners.*

```"I arrived to propose a deal and a beneficial agreement with the high ups of the pirate company. They chose to betray me for a quick profit. I thought I could trust their greed for larger profits but that would be a mistake on my part. I treated pirates like bandits, a foolish mistake."```

*After politely answering her question, and giving her writer some relief, she dragged her chair to Theo. It was true that even a careful Innovation made mistakes, but that came with such a risk filled life. She'd learn her lesson and now, simply vowed revenge. An eye for an eye.*
Marion
Nyle choked on his food as Inno responded with fucking *Dwarf brisket* As casually as someone might say fish. He coughed and coughed and pounded on his chest, heterochromatic eyes watering as he looked up, widening more and more as NO ONE reacted to the news that Inno fucking ate *People*. Then they just kept on going and shifted attention to Theo and suddenly there was no room to say anything and he threw his hands up, convinced now that he was in crazy town. Grumbling, he continued to eat, not quite sure their interrogation was needed. 

They'd been saved, it was a bold move to be questioning and pressuring their saviors *This early*, but these women would be better friends than foe. For now he could remain silent and enjoy the admittedly good food, and watching the Seafoam Maiden of all people struggle to eat with a damn fork was... Entertaining. Still, debts or not, he began to scan the room for a way out should one of them decide to eat him or if the insanity of the three women began to spread to him like some crazy fucked up disease.
Kevin
**Mistress:** "Don't you pressure my genius, *Goblin Queen*. You're in my den, with most of *My* Goblins in a city ruled by a man who very much wants to put you through hell. I know this city, I know your enemy- so I suggest you practice a little fucking courtesy and drag your chair back to its place. Your questions will have answers, just like *Mine* Will." 

The Mistress came in, her hand on her sword and the other raised up into a strange hand sign that almost looked like... Like she was encircling Innovations head in it. Suddenly the Goblin Queen would feel pressure on either side of her temples, pressure so intense it was almost as if it had been placed between two ships that were pressing into each other. Slowly but surely any second now her skull would burst and her brain explode across the table, the Goblin Queens eyes would become bloodshot as vessels burst and- 

Then the pressure was gone as quickly as it had come, the only sign that it had been there would be the relief the womans head felt and her very red eyes. The Mistress did not look angry, she had a look of pure bussiness. Inno had stepped across the line, The Mistress had restablished her place in it. It was then that Aspeth and Nyle would notice that Skinny was in the doorway with a blunderbuss and two Goblins held flintlock pistols in their hands from hideyholes around the room. They'd been saved, but they were not out of danger. Best to watch their step in this place. 

If Inno complied, Theo would clear his throat and glance at The Mistress who would give a curt nod, though her focus was extroardinary on the ragtag former prisoners. 

**Theo:** "I am- was, an inventor for the Empire. I am a Technomancer... My father was a um... A veterinarian. He asked me to come help him study some strange sick creatures. We were out and... Well anyways its a long story- the point is, I think I know whats happening and... In a crazy way you're kind of right, Inno." He glanced nervously at the dangerous woman

Before continuing, "This isn't an Island... Its the back of an ancient Dragon Turtle thats been built upon and... I think its being controlled by Blackheart somehow. The stuff they release into the water and use on creatures is... Its unlike anything ive ever seen before. I don't know what they're trying to do with it, but its bad. It must be whats hurting the ocean. I flinched because its really nasty stuff, and to hear that the oceans crying..." 

The Mistress clicked her tongue in annoyance, it seemed she was not as soft as the Technomancer. 

**"Mistress:** "Blackhearts making something deadly and he's a tyrant, I want to stop him, so does Theo- and all my Goblins and yours, are itching to get lots of shinies and kill lots of pirates. So, are we going to start to make plans civilly, or is this going to be a very long day?" She asked, her focus on Inno, who she had tasked as the most important decision in this moment, though her gaze flickered to each person in turn. 

Nyles hand gently rested on Syrenas shoulder to offer some comfort as the news of the turtle was delivered, though he did not look at her, instead just glared at the table and chewed his lip. It was almost as if he were doing the kind act only because he had to, his face grim and his body tense.
Herman
*As the voice of the Mistress began to fill the room, and made her presence knowledge. The tielfing listened with a stern and cold gaze, standing up quickly as she'd watch the Mistress placed her hand on her sword. Before the temples of her head began to feel a crushing pain, the woman grunted as her claw grabbed the chair. Flaming yellow eyes turned bloodshot red, when suddenly relief was given. A deep breath left her body as she'd slowly rub her head, her bloodshot eyes scanning the room in an expressionless gaze. The chair was grabbed and pushed down to the floor, as the tiefling backed away from Theo.*

```"Mistake acknowledged, I stand before you... Humbled by my error."```

*Innovation spoke with a cold yet respectful tone, acknowledging the danger and the authority of the room. This was hardly the time to challenge her, as the odds against her were not high by any means. Innovation held no pitiful hate or fear in her eyes, simply understanding. A slim smile grew on her face as she'd watch the goblins that held flintlocks surrounding them in hideyholes, they knew what they were doing and clearly weren't fools as she'd assumed. She took a step towards from Theo, promptly taking her seat and finally sitting down. Lowering the tensions as she'd lean back, listening to Theo explain himself.*
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*It seemed believable and caused her to wonder if the magic from the prison had some connections fo this Dragon Turtle creature. Her theory held some weight to them, but she'd never assume the island was alive and a dragon of all things. At best, she'd assume it was some magical machinery. Speaking of control, she'd listen carefully to Theo's explanation. A small smile grew on her face as speak, crossing her legs and taking a relaxed seating position showing she held no aggression and was open to listen.*

```"Perhaps like your kind Mistress has done to me, Blackheart could be controlling the creature through extreme pain. Something so ancient would require an extreme bite to submit to a mortal man, could be the what causes so much suffering for the ocean. If we control or simply destroy this whip, this island may fall info chaos."```

*The tiefling spoke as she'd turn to look over Syrena to see her reaction to this, before scanning Aspeth and Nyle. However, she'd put her assumptions and theories aside before they'd get her killed.*

```"Let's begin with these plans and come to a fair exchange, I speak for myself and my goblins that we agree to be civilized since I prefer my eyes to inside my unbroken skull."````
Jim
Syrena seemed to share Aspeth's concern about Theo, a quality of the mysterious woman she looked fondly upon. But her admiration for the woman was interrupted by the sound of choking at her side. Her hands raising into the air to try to help just as he grumbled and continued eating, such a strange group she found herself in.

Syrena jumped at the cold voice of the mistress wafting through the room like an ice cold fog. The champions eyes widened at the words coming from her mouth, just moments ago they were enjoying a meal and now everyone seemed so angry... 

The mermaid couldn't help but notice Inno's expression of pain, cringing at the sight of her red eyes.Though her look of concern towards Inno was shattered has her face went blank at the mention of the turtle. Syrena's eyes looked to face Theo, gazing at him with an uncharacteristic intensity before her head followed suit her expression blank and serious. 

Suddenly it all clicked in Syrena's mind, the subtle weeping she heard outside- the sea was mourning for its creatures, for the poor turtle. The mermaids epiphany was interrupted as she noticed a hand placed upon her shoulder. Syrena shut her eyes firmly as she collected herself, Nyle's kind gesture soothing her anger at the plague of a land spawn blackheart. 

"We must work together, but this city... Built upon the backs of an innocent creature. It's unacceptable, it all must sink."

Syrena's bubbly tone was replaced by one of meek seriousness, her voice filled with sorrow as she imagined the discomfort the creature must be in.

"I will assist your cause..."

Syrena thought to herself for a moment, trying to remember the woman's name- before speaking hesitantly. 

"Miss Mistress."

Syrena then glanced over to gaze at Aspeth, her eyes scanning the mysterious woman curiously. The brown haired girl was a mystery to Syrena, she wondered what she thought of the situation.
James
Ah, seemed like her question *Had* Been answered. She flashed a grin towards Innovation before her attention was grasped by Nyle suddenly choking. What was his deal? Did he not know how to eat properly or something? Perhaps he just needed a drink to help get it all down.

Then, the Mistress came in and Aspeth watched as Inno was cursed with excruciating pain. Of course, she had no real clue what had just happened, but it was easy t o assume this was some sort of power. Truly a terrifying power for one to have, but she was glad it wasn't being used on her in the moment. Such a pain that it caused the eyes to turn red? 

Certainly not for her.

Though, out of the corner of her eye, she did notice the three goblins and the weapons they each held. She could not deny a want for the firearm that Skinny had his hands on. Then again, she wanted practically everything she didn't have. She would need to be content with her rifle for now, she hadn't even gotten to properly use it yet, after all. That didn't stop her from being rather wary. She didn't want to just have a pistol aimed at her without any way out after all. 

Adjusting herself, she tried to appear as relaxed as possible, even going as far as to cross her legs. Aspeth was very much ready to spring into action and grab one of her many pistols.

As Theo began to speak, Aspeth nodded along, listening to the little tale as a hum escaped her. The word 'dragon' certainly interested her. She had been wanting one since she was just a youngin. However, this was a turtle, so it was much different. But the bastard Blackheart had somehow managed to take control of such a thing, through pain of all things? She was almost impressed with how crude he could be.

It seemed like both Innovation and Syrena were quick to jump into this little escapade. Ready to throw down their life and limb all for a giant turtle.

Aspeth was much the opposite.
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Aspeth fell silent as she weighed the options. On one hand, she owed this person for helping her out of the little cage they had found themselves in. On the other hand, she could honestly not be *Arsed* Sinking an entire city's worth of ships. Yet the personal gain could *Certainly* Make up for such a little adventure. After all, with the city containing mostly pirates, who knew what sort of trinkets and treasures would be hidden away. Sneaking away during a bit of chaos would be easy enough, hell she could even cause it herself.

Such a difficult decision to make.

Then, she felt a certain pair of eyes on her, and for a moment her gaze met with Syrena. A huff escaped her as a smirk appeared on her face, flashing a wink before speaking. "Ah, what the hell. Been wanting to kill half the bastards in this city since I got here. Might as well kill the gits with some help."
Kevin
Satisfied with their responses, the Mistress nodded and relaxed some, her dark eye however remained hard and calculating even as she motioned for Theo to rise. He quickly scampered to his feet and dusted off his clothing, before pulling a disk out from one of his coats many pockets. He set it down on the table and pressed a series of buttons, then a holographic map appeared woven from threads of light magic. It was a magnificent piece of work and yet Theo did not seem to think anything of it. 

**Theo:** "This is a rough layout of Raggenrok gathered by the goblins. We're here in the Broken Mast District." He said, gesturing to a softly pinging dot of red light that signified where they were. "Our goal is a multifaceted, first we need to weaken the cities infrastructure- we can't fight all of Blackhearts men, not when they have guns and magic and way more numbers. So phase one will be causing a distraction, pulling the entire guard force out at once." 


Theo then touched the light and moved the map a bit to give them all a better angle of something upon it. 

**Theo:** "This here is The Calamity, it's a massive galleon that's been claimed from an Archduke, used now as a headquarters for Blackheart and his men. We need to get inside WHILE the guards are drawn out and see if we can find the poison he's been making, perhaps even find a cure. If we get it's formula I can reverse engineer it." He explained, glancing at them to make sure they were following and looking away quickly when he caught the cold, bored and menacing eyes of Nyle. Clearing his throat he went on. 

"Then of course, we uh, well we kill Blackheart. Any questions? It's worth discussing splitting the party to have one group cause a distraction and the other slip in, or we can task the goblins with a phase, so on. Floors open." He said, sitting down and leaving the map open. 

**Mistress:** "This is your shot to get your own opinion in on how this should all go down. Blackhearts gonna be scouring the ci

Ty for you and it won't be long till we have Blackguard breathing down our necks."
Herman
*Her brow was raised as the innocent maiden of the sea spoke with cold tone of serious determination, to condemn a city to death so quickly was a surprising turn. Inno cared only for her vengeance, none shall live without regret after betraying her. Yet she had no interest in destroying a city of people, it could be a useful tool for her. So many wasted allies and resources into the sea, all because they could see past a quick profit. Her focus turned on this Blackheart character, killing him would send a clear message to not betray the tiefling. She was unsure of this, but kept her priority to look after herself and her goblins. The human woman seemed to board as well, although begrudgingly.*

*As Theo began to explain the layout and the plans set, Inno leaned closer to listen very carefully. Battle, tactics and logistics were as welcoming to her as a sword to a swordsman. The tactics were simple in nature, deception through distraction. But her face began to express disappointment as the plans began to break. Getting in the headquarters of a pirate leader while sneaking around to find the source of a poison while also magically killing Blackheart.*

*Innovation stood up as she'd take a look at the map, her face was calm and careful. The plans were too simple and risky, she'd bet that even Leek Leek could come up with a better battle plan but she held her tongue for insults today. The woman's hand began to point and move along the Calamity before returning back to Broken Mast District.*
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```"Allow me to share my opinions from the beginning. First, causing a distraction and expecting the entire guard force to follow the bait. I would prefer that it was a distraction that divided the guard forces, with hit and run tactics and sabotaging guard facilities to lower their morale. The first phase should begin by destroying their morale, poison their food, ruin their sleep, sabotage their weaponry and burn down their sleeping quarters. Hell, put pics jars in their alcohol or rotten fish in their beds. Whatever we can do to make the guards miserable."```

*The tiefling enjoyed details and making things clear, her hands began to ponder for a moment as her yellow blood shot eyes stared at the layout of the map.*

```"If a large guard force does take our bait, we must divine them and ambush them. We fight on our terms, not theirs. Use hit and run tactics, to bleed the guard forces more. Make it hell for them, lure them away from the Calamity if possible, maybe even towards the edge of the city where the ocean mets the city. Maybe Syrena could convince her allies of the ocean to join our forces if that's possible."````

*Her eyes turned to the sea maiden, she had no true understanding of Syrena's powers but if she could bring a dealthy ally or simply an environmental advantage than it'll only add to their chances of success.*

```"Now, on to the second phase. It would be best to be divine into two groups. Scouts to seek the poison and staying out of sight, Assassins to find Blackheart and kill him. More organized with clear purpose, we can better equip ourselves for the tasks set. Especially since we are venturing deeper into energy territory."```

*The woman paused for a moment, looking at the Mistress and Theo carefully with narrowed eyes.*

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```"When we succeed and my poetic justice is served. I expect a ship, with the appropriate amout of goods and weaponry for me and my allies. That is my payment for this risky campaign, business as you expect. I like to make my payment known first before action is committed. A simple request to kill a powerful man with a powerful army."```
Jim
Syrena's eyes widened at the sight of the map, reaching her out to touch the hologram only for her hand to be swatted away by Nyle. She grumbled to herself as she shot s glare at the man with the multicolored eyes before looking back at the map. She smiled when Theo mentioned an anti venom, she would be happy to help such a cause.

Though intrigued, Syrena couldn't help but question the man's plan. From her experience, landlegs were kind of stupid- maybe they *Would* Fall for such a diversion. But she'd been alive for a long time and noticed that even the smallest, stupidest fish can learn to avoid trouble. 

Syrena cocked her head to a 45° angle when Inno began sharing her objections with the plan. Slowly adjusting her head upright and then nodding in agreement to her proposals. Though she couldn't help but wince at her cruel methods, using poor fish as stinky weapons, thought effective, it was quite cruel to her. She did however raise a brow when she mentioned her allies of the ocean. This horned woman was full of bright ideas, though she worried the sea would not be as merciful as her new friends hope. 

"Well, I could ask Herbert... But he's busy with the baby. I know a guy from down under..."

Syrena then looked around as if she were about to drop some heavy information

"*The abyss*"

Syrena raised her eyebrows with a smile on her face, expecting the group to be shocked. She then sighed before putting an arm on the table and resting her chin in her palm. She looked around the group, her gaze lingering on the mistress before sighing and looking away towards Theo.

"Aaaand if I help I want..."

Syrena paused, Inno had demanded a boat! Boats seemed pretty valuable... She wondered what they would get her.

"I want a dress. Like the ones the pretty ladies wear on the beach."

Syrena was foolishly unaware that a dress, did not at all compare to a boat.
James
As the boy began to speak and show off his holographic map, Aspeth leaned back with a plate in hand to consume her meal as she idly listened. She would have put her boots up on the table, but there was no space without ruining them on the meal placed before them. Though the item was certainly a beautiful thing to see, and extremely useful. It likely came with quite the high price, if given to the correct seller. Maybe a thought to keep for later.

Then, the tiefling began to give her little plan. It was certainly quite the plan, but it also meant they had to be in it for the long run. Aspeth grinned as she allowed the legs of her chair to crack against the ground as she leaned forward, a grin on her face as she spoke. "Ah, enough gunpowder and *All* Your problems gonna be solved in a second." Gunpowder was such a beautiful and useful tool, from starting fires to removing buildings, what problem couldn't be solved with enough gunpowder?

Clearing her throat, Aspeth moved to continue her little speech. "Why not aim for the guard's quarters? Take out half of them, and force part of the guard to sleep outside in discomfort. You'd be surprised how jealous the right bastards will get at the mere difference of where they get to rest their head." It was likely that someone else would have a much better idea, but it was good to throw in her two coins.

Then Syrena spoke about the *Abyss* And Aspeth allowed her eyebrow to perk up. That was certainly quite the name, but to Aspeth it didn't have much meaning right now. Then, it seemed like they were moving onto payment. Honestly, Aspeth was rather surprised they had the gall to request payment, but she couldn't deny that she wanted part of that.

"If we're getting paid, I would *Adore* A new armoury for the ship we'd be getting, a nice little area to store as much weaponry as I so please." Might as well tack onto the previous request, if they were going to be getting a ship, she wanted her own little quarters.
Kevin
So, plans are being made and each person in the room are casting their dice, playing some of the cards from their hand. Theo and the Mistress both listened, deep in thought and seemingly absorbing every word. Theo looked concerned as the counter plans were laid out. Once they were done and the requests made, they turned to look at Nyle.
Marion
"I just want to see Blackheart dead. I don't want anything else." Nyle said dryly, leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes, his scarred and defined arms crossing themselves over his chest. Whatever means got him to his ends, he'd take them. 

He'd spent too long now hunting down the source of the poison, the source of his families demise and all that he knew- the source of it all was in this massive floating city. A city that was apparently built on the back of a creature. He wanted to care, but all he could think about was how close Blackheart was. 

A chance for redemption, a glimmer of... Hope was never a word he liked to think. Whatever, as long as it worked and his goal was accomplished.
Kevin
Theo frowned but nodded, The Mistress examined Nyle carefully before finally speaking. 

**Mistress**: "Very well, the requests can be met- that much I can promise. We take down Blackheart and do this job right, there will be enough booty for everyone. Now to the actual plan- the longer we take the more Blackheart will realize he's being targeted. The plan was designed to be done in a day, but if we use yours it might take up to three. At least, that's the max we have. Any longer than that and Blackheart will definitely get wise and flee with the poison. Then it's almost all for naught. We should probably take Innos plan and make it the foundation for the original- we can't just send any regular assassins after Blackheart. He's a very powerful mage from what can be gathered, so we have to make sure we can catch him unaware." 

She clasped her fingers and her lone dark eye was deep in thought. 

**Theo:** "I can make you some equipment if you need, we can talk about it tonight before resting and I'll try to have it ready by the time we make our move." 

**Mistress**: "Yes, that'll work. Okay, first we should scout out the areas we want ringgit for distraction and perhaps hit as many guard barracks as possible, there's five that I know of. We can't afford to poison and wait, make them tired- we need to act fast. They'll tear this city apart looking for you all, especially the Seafoam Maiden if she's who she claims. So, we should split up scouting parties. Teams of two or three perhaps, a few goblins each. Gather intel and make our plan on how to initiate the sabotage. Once the sabotage is made, we form a hit crew for Blackheart and an extract crew from the formula of the poison. Are we agreed to this? If so, plan out who will pair with who. Theo isn't much for the field, I can if need be." She said, watching them carefully.
Herman
*As the tiefling sat in silence, listening to everyone speak their minds. Syrena and her allies from this mysterious abyss could prove to be very useful in the plans to come but she wasn't sure on what part it could be most useful. Perhaps if she had more understanding on the guy from down under. But she'd trust the woman to speak for herself, even if she'd take a simple payment of a dress. Her claw began to gently caress her eyes, as it still stung with a painful reminder of her over step.*

*Aspeth seemed to have a level head on her, the suggestion of gunpowder could be helpful if it could be transported under the noses of the guards. It could even be useful against the fight with Blackheart. Her suggestion matched with the fast pace that the Mistress seemed to press. But atlas, not all problems could be simply blown up. Nyle was an odd ball, she'd assume that he was mercenary and assassin. But it seemed personal due to his refusal to even bargain, he could even ask for a better shirt or some armor. But their words did paint a clear picture for her as she'd speak.*

```"I see. Scouting phase and then the grand finale. I suggest we keep each other in pairs. My skills in causing confusion and tricks would work best with someone like Aspeth. Whereabouts Syrena may accompany the sword man, I believe they can work well together. I suggest that Theo stays with his Mistress, perhaps taking the role of securing our escape since they know this place better than us. Both of our pairs may conduct their scouting tasks, returning here with information. My skills are better equipped for sheath and tricks, I believe that along with Aspeth should take the role of extracting the formula. One thief recognizes another, it would best for us. The swordsman and the sea maiden are stronger than they seem, I believe they'd give Blackheart a run for his gold. Perhaps she could even summon a friend into the fight to come."```

*She looked over to Syrena with a smile, sharp and formal.*
James
With the promise of each condition being met, Aspeth could only smile and get comfortable. This was going to be fun.

Aspeth gave a few nods as the Mistress spoke, she had to admit she was a bit worried at the time limit they had, a single day was quite a short time to not only steal a poison, but also cause a significant amount of chaos. With the target being a powerful mage, she had no doubts that he would be quite the force to go against. Aspeth could not help the grin that appeared on her face as she thought. If her thought process was correct, she was hopeful that she could use his ego to goad him into mistakes and anger. That was her fighting style, pissing off the opponent enough that they cannot stop making mistakes and exhausting themselves. Plus, it would allow for all the others to get a good strike or two in.

"I gotta agree, the tiefling here has a point about skill, I'm better sneaking around the bastards. But those two would be good to get everyone else all up in arms, keep the front a bit wild and they'll scatter their back in their panic." She doubted any of them were actually expecting anyone to plan an assault on them, and with such a quick assault they'd have no choice but to get everyone up. With enough gunpowder, they'd have to set half of their forces to putting out fires and making sure they didn't sink into the murky depths for that Herbert fellow that Syrena spoke about.

Maybe making sure there were plenty of holes would be useful.

"I'll definitely take you up on that equipment." Now *That* Was what she was hoping for, she would definitely get him to make her pistols a bit better, in anyway she could get.