<span style="color: #FF8000">The sea witch looks at him. Her tentacles moving in the water. She moved in provactive ways by nature. She was not a very...nice...person. Let's just go with that. She wanted his son but why would she disclose information to him. If she did that the man with some honor would refuse her offer. She knew Davy Jones. He may have been too loose in the pants but he had honor. If he knew she wanted him to crash it because of selfish desires it would not sit well with Davy Jones. She purrs a bit while she waits. She grinned at his shocked expression. She knew that would reel him in. She waited and smirked. She knew what Mystic had been told. Nothing. Nothing except that his father betrayed his mother.<br/><br/>Was she trying to get revenge? Yes. Calypso cursed her with this wretched form for attempting to seduce her son. Was she manipulating the man before her? Yes. What better way to get him wrapped around her pinky temporarily than to give him more sea in which to sail. Was she attempting to use Davy Jones to stir up trouble for her enemy Calypso? Yes indeed she was. She looked at him and grinned. "Three days time. Your winds will be highly favorable. Little village thirty to sixty miles from the Emporer's Palace." She says. Tossing him a pendant on a tarnishless chain. "There. This will enable you one times journey on land."</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/Decorated%20images/sep39.jpg">[ img ]</a>