James
Laughed softly as she was given the mug "Not exactly what I was expecting but I suppose this'll do." She simply says, sipping the drink before turning to Satine "It seems he doesn't shake hands, darlin, however I seem to have forgotten to shake yours." She steps forward and takes Satine's hand, shaking it gently, then raising it to her lips and kissing the knightress' knuckles softly. "Figure that'll make up for it." The Drow coyly says as she releases the hand and sips her drink. "Well, you know I'm good for singing Faolan. But I think I'd quite enjoy hustling a bit of coin from your men at darts... And perhaps visiting one of those women you speak of." She walks past the captain to go below deck "You see, women are enjoyable companions, men are profitable ones, if you understand what I'm saying." She smirks softly and crosses to the stairs leading below deck. "If anyone needs me, wants to play darts, or would like to share a drink, song, or perhaps the evening, I'll be below deck." She puts her cowl down as she walks below deck, brushing her black hair back behind her ears. The three hear from top deck "So! Who thinks they can take me at darts!?" The Drow called out as she went below deck.
Cole
Faolan watched as Axari walked off, seems she was a lot more like his crew members than he thought. He then realized Taireen had woken, but she likely needed time to rest before she did anything, which left him and Satine. He turned back to face her once more, looking over her briefly. "You're not into women too right? That's not why your Bradai and you split?" Faolan asked, mostly out of curiosity... Mostly. Axari seemed comfortable on board, hell, if it came down to it she'd most likely fit right in with the crew, to Faolan she seemed like the type. Most of his other female crew members were either bisexual or lesbian anyway so.. Guess you can say she had all the enjoyable companions she could as for.
Mabel
Satine had cordially shaken the hand of Azari before she had disappeared below deck, sending a smile her way before turning attention towards Taireen for a second. She waved at the woman, hoping to get her attention so she could join conversation and be merry for once.
Christina
When she was ignored, Taireen rolled her eyes and slid off the bench she had been on. This was one of the reasons why she didn't enjoy the company of others. "It seems that neither of you have ears." She sighed in disappointment before slowly making her way towards the two of them. "Now can someone tell me what the fuck is going on?" For some reason, she had found herself on a ship surrounded by strangers. "Last I remember I was trying to give myself alcohol poisoning in the tavern and now I'm on a death box." She waved her arms around, showing she was regarding the boat. Looking between the two in front of her, she noticed they had been in the middle of a conversation but she didn't care too much at this point.
Cole
'Well, someone seems grouchy' Faolan thought to himself as he turned his head to look at the hungover woman, not that he could blame her, Taireen probably didn't remember much of what had happened and why she was here. So Faolan did the logical thing to do in this case scenario, he decided to fuck with her. "We kidnapped you and are bringing you to south Feyshore to sell you into slavery. Try to escape and you'll have a whole lot of ocean between you and land." Faolan spoke up, struggling to keep a straight face as he watched her expression, briefly shifting his gaze back to Satine to see if she either had anything to add or was just getting a kick out of this in general.
Mabel
She had paused for a second, processing what Faolan was getting at. Yes, Taireen did seem quite miserable, but with good reason. A massive hangover and a preminision of death would make anyone dreadful. However, some fun would suit everyone well, so she had decided to tag along in this game of cat and mouse. "Indeed, it is true. I'm sure the Feyshorians would love a lady of your caliber in their possession." She took a few steps towards the girl, expecting the man to follow suit.
Christina
Hearing what the two had to say, Taireen let out a disappointed sigh. She wasn't sure if the two were fucking with her but if they weren't, Taireen had bigger issues she needed to sort out. For example, how to get rid of a pounding headache and a body that felt like it was slowly dying. "Oh please, if that's your plan then it's a idiotic one at that. I guarantee you would end up having to pay someone to take me off your hands. There was a reason I spent my days alone." She replied to them dryly before her hand pressed itself against her stomach while the other covered her mouth to keep the vomit down. As she noticed the female had stepped closer towards her, Taireen doubled over and threw up all the contents of her stomach. It wasn't much, mainly bile and the liquid she drank beforehand. "Well this 'lady' needs something to eat and more to drink." She made sure to emphasise on the lady comment, amused that she was seen as one when she acted completely opposite.
Cole
Faolan made a face of disgust when she threw up on the deck of his ship. He wasn't all to affected by the throw up itself but damn, she was right by the ledge of the ship, she couldn't have thrown up over the edge? Faolan simply sighed in response, gesturing towards the door to the lower levels with his head. "Come on, let's get ya something to eat. As for drinks, I think water will do." He spoke, starting towards the same door Axari vanished through, expecting the two to follow suit. He knew that one of ship's cleaners would get to the throw up eventually, surely they wouldn't mind, they have cleaned up worse than vomit before.
James
Surely as she said, the dark skinned Drow was over at the dartboard with a crew member. She threw a dart and hit bullseye, then turned to the person keeping score "What do I need to win again?" He responded with a gruff voice "12 more points to tie, thirteen to win." She smiles and says "Thank you very much" As she turns her attention back to the board. With two darts left she turns to her opposition. "An extra 10 coins say I beat you by one point. First dart goes in the double six, second dart goes into the one. Anything else happens and you get my money. We got a deal?" The man thinks a moment, then nods. Axari laughs to herself thinking 'what a fool.' She turns attention back to the board and does exactly as she said. First dart in the double six, second dart in the one, both flying rapid fire, one after the other. She does a little jump in the air and laughs "Hey! That went pretty well." She turned to the man with a wide grin, her eyes squinting at the corners as she smiles gleefully. What this crewmate didn't know, is that she could've blown him away. Hustling darts is one of Axari's most profitable cons, when she visits a tavern that doesn't allow performance that is. It's sort of a universal thing amongst bards, they spend a lot of time in taverns, most taverns have dartboards, and there's always some drunk codger willing to lose some money. As a result, most bards end up playing a lot of darts. Axari holds out her hand to the man and smiles as he places fifteen coins in her palm. "Thank you very much, darlin." She tucks the coin into her pouch and turns to the crowd "Anyone else want to play? I barely won that one, maybe you'll get lucky?" She turns to see Faolan coming down the stairs and shrugs her shoulders apologetically, as though apologizing for hustling his crew.
Mabel
Satine let out a great sigh as the woman had thrown up on the ground, just out of reach from her boots. "Well aren't you graceful?" She remarked sarcastically as she turned on foot, only to observe Faolan coaxing the female towards the lower deck and following through. Upon reaching lower ship, she couldn't help but notice Axari schooling men at darts. This made her smile as she always enjoyed watching women prevail, it gave her a sense of pride and a hope that more girls would grow to prevail. 
"Food does seem tempting, now why don't you entertain me with your story Faolan? And you too- erm... I've never managed to catch your name." She entertained then noted towards the woman, figuring that she would only receive some form of viporous tongue as that has been the growing trend. However, Satine always wished to try her best at showing everyone respect until proven that they do not deserve it.
Christina
She couldn't help but act snappy towards everyone she came across. That's what seeing her own death mixed with the god awful hangover did to a person. When Faolan mentioned water, she couldn't help but turn her nose upwards in disgust. "I would really prefer something that would intoxicate me this whole trip." She also didn't want to start withdrawing from the lack of her tea. 
She followed him netherless along with Satine. She had heard her name when she had given it to the man while in a state of mid consciousness.She didn't mind the comments that were thrown towards her, there was a reason she preferred to live alone. "Taireen." She answered simply as her fingers tapped against her arm impatiently while holding herself. "And I prefer to keep that to myself."
Cole
Chances are the men in the lower deck were buzzed if not fully drunk if they had time to be playing darts, it was no surprise anyone could school them at this particular moment. Faolan also smiled at the sight, the scene before them only confirming his suspicions that Axari would most likely make a great fit on his ship if given the opportunity to join, albeit he wouldn't confront her about it. Not yet anyway. He made his way over to the galley where food was served to those on the ship, the Captain moving to grab a glass of water for Taireen, setting it on the counter for the hungover woman to take. "Drink. You'll feel better in time." He then looked towards Satine who had asked about his story yet he didn't know why. She was some sort of Knightress, someone special, ex wife of Bradai Maith. Sure Faolan was the captain of the Jormungandr but still, aside from the title there wasn't much interesting about him, or from his perspective anyway. "Oh y'know, the usual sob story really. Didn't know my parents, blah blah, got adopted, blah blah, joined foster father's pirate crew, yada yada, took said pirate crew when he died blah blah... And here we are. Nothing special." He spoke, trying to sum it up in the most abridged way he could possibly manage, he wasn't the kind of guy to open up to people about his life, his past, the only crew members who knew his origins were his foster father, who is deceased, and his first mate (who still needs to create his fucking character bio). Of course, he felt it wouldn't be impossible to grow to trust his new companions, but it wouldn't be easy, not for Faolan.
Mabel
Nothing but pure admiration had come from Satine as she had shifted her gaze around the room, watching all of the men and a few women be merry and drink. To see a many people act as if they were brothers intrigued her and her association of pirates and dogs had once again begun to fade. "The comradely in this room is strong, almost fraternal to say the least." She commented before looking at Taireen as she had finally given Satine her name. "Well its very nice to meet you, Taireen. And I suppose that is fair." She gifted her with a smile sweet like honeycombs before glancing back towards Faolan as he had delivered a story in between 'yada yadas'. "It seems to me that all of us with the execption of Azari have the story telling skills of barbarians." This joke parted her lips.
Now she had found herself gazing at the gallery which offered a nice variety of food. With a slight hunger in her stomach she had moved to obtain a challace of water, only to pour it over her hands and then splash the water in small amounts to clean her face. "I believe we should all eat, for whatever the seer foretells will be easier to bear with full stomachs."
Christina
When Faolan has handed her the glass of water, Taireen couldn't help but look towards it with hatred. She hated the taste of water, let alone the fact it didn't give her an easy way to happiness like alcohol and her special teas did. Grabbing the glass in one of her hands, the frail woman had to concentrate carefully so it wouldn't spill. Her hands shook with unease and the rocking of the boat didn't make it any easier. She did eventually manage to drink all the water before placing the glass down. Taireen leaned her arms against the counter so she could bury her head in it. The shouting of his crew was getting to her, increasing the pain of her splitting headache. She was tempted to scream out for everyone to shut up. Her stomach turned at the mentioning of food but knew she had to force herself to eat or else the hangover would probably become worse. Lifting her head, she made sure to make direct eye contact with Faolan before placing her hands together like she was about to send her prayers. "Seriously can you please get me something to drink that isn't water? What would you prefer? You refusing to let me drink right this minute so you have to deal with a rude, hungover bitch who I guarantee will not be able to contain her sea sickness, or would you pefer someone who is cheerfully drunk with a smile on her face?" Her eyes glanced down towards the food for a split second before her lips pressed together in a thin line. "And it will help me eat."
Cole
This woman was more of a drunk than he was, which surprised him because he was a pretty big drunk when he wanted to be but he knew when to keep a clear mind. "Drink the water. It will help you feel better in the long run, alcohol will only make you throw up on my ship more. Once you hydrate and get some food in your stomach you can lay down and rest. This isn't a request, you will do this, trust me it is in your best interest." Faolan spoke firmly, staring into the woman's eyes as he spoke, showing her he was not taking no for an answer. Her well being was more important than her comforts, even if she was to throw up, perhaps he could get her a bucket or something.
James
Finished up her second game of darts, another "Close game" She collected her money from the challenger and grinned wide as she crossed to the group standing over at the makeshift bar. "So, what's our plan when we get to South Feyshore? Someone had uhh what a Shaman or someone we can go speak to yeah?" She gets herself a cup of water and raises it to her lips. "And what all did you see? Maybe we can start to piece this together hmm? I didn't see much, it was more of a feeling. A blinding headache, and just... Well intense dread." She clears her throat nervously. "Made me feel sick to my stomach."
Mabel
Satine had taken the liberty to go ahead and eat while the woman and the pirate bickered over weather she was allowed to drink or not. This was rather odd to her, simply do to the fact that Faolan felt he had a say so in her actions. Not that he didn't considering they were guests on his boat, however if Satine had found herself in the woman's spot she would have been encouraged rebel at any point in their argument. She had fetched herself a platter and leaned against the bar with her free arm, plucking food from her plate as she watched the three for a second. 
Only was it when Axari had mentioned the shamen did Satine pause her eating to speak up. "Indeed, once did I seek advice from him and his words opened a new world to me. I have heard of people going to him to interpret dreams or ask of their fates. However, this would be my first time asking of a dream." She stopped for a second to seek out her chalice of water, drinking it down before placing it on the bar once more. "For me, I hear the sound of flies around my ears and caught a whiff of death. Only did I see blood dripping from an unknown figure before the blinding headache had come and I was also filled with dread."
Christina
Taireen clenched her jaw in anger, causing her teeth to grind against each other. She wanted to argue with him but decided it was best not to anger the person who's ship she currently was on in the middle of the ocean. Grabbing a plate, Taireen dramatically made her way towards where all the food had been placed and dumped on a small amount. The frail woman sat down at the closest seat to her and put her plate against the counter top. She really wasn't hungry, she would be surprised if she was able to stomach any of the food in front of her. As the drow spoke up and they explained what they had seen, Taireen lost any appetite she had before and pushed her plate away. "Well you guys had it fucking easy." She snapped towards them, her anger rising. First no alcohol, then having to go off on an adventure with some group of strangers and then she was being told she had to eat and drink water. The worst part was hearing what they had seen. "If I don't get some booze soon.." She turned to look towards Faolan. "I'm going to lose my shit. I had to see my own mutilated corpse so I think I should be free to remain intoxicated this entire trip."
James
Listened to what Satine and Taireen saw in their vision and she sighed. "Fucking hell. Yeah I would say I had it easy." She coughs nervously and reaches into her coat to produce a flash. She sips the whiskey inside, then slides the small tarnished silver container over to Taireen. "Just don't kill yourself drinking darlin. At least make sure you can walk when we get to port hmm? Oh, and I'd better get that flask back too." She sips her water and huffs softly. "But hey, hopefully we won't have to face any of that reality right? Faolan assures us of the capability of his men, and Satine seems plenty capable as well. We can take down this beast and all be happily on our way."
Cole
Faolan sighed as Taireen did what she was told albeit with an attitude, even if she thought she could handle the alcohol he knew in his heart he was doing her a favor. As time went on he realized he should probably take a break and just relax for a bit until they got to South Feyshore. Faolan grabbed a plate, a big slab of meat and a glass a bottle of rum from one of the barrels, moving to place the rum in front of Taireen before grabbing a bottle for himself. "I'll give you ladies your space and what not... If anyone needs me I'll be in my quarters." And with that he started off down the hall of the lower deck to his quarters.