Lana couldn't pinpoint just why she chose to stay and listen to what this wo,an had to say. Maybe some misguided sense of connection since they were both pirates, or maybe she was just in a particularly bloodthirsty mood. Either way, she listened to what the woman had to say, she almost felt bad for her as the constable shouted and beat her. Lana had been on her fsir share of gallows and knew just what it felt like. But once this woman actually got out what she was trying to say, Lana nearly dropped the sack on her shoulder. She couldn't trust this woman, a lady she knew was bad news considering she was set to be killed any second, but she couldn't pass up this potential opportunity either. Lana fingered a medallion hanging from around her neck as she made her decision.<br/><br/>The captain pushed her sack of flower into the arms of a bystander ans approached the gallows. She pushed through the people until she got to the front, "There you are! Right mess you've gotten yourself into this time, isn't it?" She shouted, attracting the attention of the constable. She fixed him with her best sheepish grin and continued, "I'm so sorry constable. This is my sister, Ava. I'm afraid she's no right in the head. She's under my care. But she slipped away a few days ago, I'm terribly sorry but she's harmless, really. Just likes telling her silly little fantasy stories and playing criminal. I'm certain you'll find it in your heart to... make this dissapear?" Lana opened her jacket and produced a palm-sized bag of gold. She flashed Helena a look and tossed the bag to the constable. "That should be enough to compensate for whatever my sister's done."<br/><br/>The constable weighed the bag in his hand a few times. He scowled at Lana, then Helena and back at Lana again before he pocketed the bag and loosened the noose. "Very well... But if she so much as thinks about commiting crime here again, I won't be so merciful." He roughly pushed Helena to get off the gallows. The crowd was booing and jeering until he silenced them all with a withering look.<br/><br/>Lana smiled politely and nodded, putting a hand on Helena's shoulder. "Of course constable, your kindness knows no bounds." She turned her attention to Helena, "come on Ava, let's go back to the ship and leave these fine folk alone." She guided Helena away from the square and toward the harbor, keeping a hand on her shoulder. "Just keep waling. We'll go to my ship." she whispered to Helena. Lana grabbed her sack of flour from the man in the crowd and walked with a bit of a quicker pace toward her ship. Once they were out of sight, Lana pushed Helena into an alley and quickly followed her. "Was what you said true? About the Isles of the Fae, and the Jakari?