Luna stayed silent for the most part, her eyes never leaving the map except to fix the newcomer with a curious stare. A Qunari and now a musician – what could possibly be next? She couldn’t complain, though; the lute’s melody was enchanting. After a moment, it seemed she was satisfied, as her eyes fell back to the weathered parchment.<br/><br/>Vendomur. It was a name she had heard mentioned before, although she’d never truly known what it meant. The legends probably didn’t have much truth to them. For one ship and her crew to be able to topple over a hundred ships was ridiculous. Even if he had, why wouldn’t he have kept all that treasure to himself? She supposed she would have done the same in his position, though. She had no real use for a vast fortune, and if he had truly hated the humans, it would have made sense to hide it.<br/><br/>But why would he risk it ever falling into a shemlen’s hands? Surely Vendomur hadn’t wanted people like Captain Jal and his crew to discover his treasure. If he had, he must have meant it to be a trap to lure the shems to their deaths. If that were true, then this expedition could be more treacherous than any of them had imagined – and that could be a problem, not only for the group Jal had hired, but for his entire crew.<br/><br/>Luna only shrugged when Jal asked if she was looking for a payoff. It wasn’t that she didn’t<i>want</i>to be rich – she was horribly low on coins, after all – but that she didn’t really have much use for<i>that much.</i>Sure, she could buy a nice house somewhere, fill it with rare books... but other than that, money wouldn’t really change anything. She couldn’t usually buy off templars, maleficar, or demons.<br/><br/>So, really, if they weren’t brutally torn apart by Skridmucks, poisoned by spiders, dashed upon the rocks, plundered by pirates, drowned by sea monsters, or killed by Vendomur’s traps,<i>and</i>the treasure actually existed, they would be rich.<span style="color: green"><i>Wonderful.</i></span><br/><br/>She left her ale unfinished. She didn’t really handle ale well, so she hadn’t really done anything but sip at it while Jal had been talking. She waited for Aure to finish hers; after all, she didn’t know if any of the gang that had been after her were in the tavern. It couldn’t hurt to be on the cautious side.<br/><br/><span style="color: green">“I’m Luna,”</span>she said to Diego and Atashi as they made their way back to the ship.<span style="color: green">“It’s good to have you two aboard.”</span>She meant it. The captain-hat-man and the Qunari really looked like they could handle themselves. If nothing else, they’d attract the most attention in a fight.<br/><br/>As they approached the ship, Luna became increasing upbeat, until she was practically skipping along behind them. Soon, she’d be away from smelliness of Dairsmuid and upon the open sea. Luna the Dread, they’d call her. Or something. She needed a good pirate name.<br/><br/>Luna grinned through the entire tour of the ship. She was used to sleeping on the ground, so a hammock probably wouldn’t be all that bad. Sleeping with company on the other hand... that was something else entirely. It would be hard to sleep with nine other people snoring around her –<i><span style="color: green">eight</span></i>, she corrected herself; Aure didn’t look like she snored. Jal’s men probably smelled like Dairsmuid, too. Still, she’d try not to complain.<br/><br/>She stood motionless on the deck as the ship sailed from port, her brown hair drifting behind her on the ocean breeze. Her eyes wide with wonder, she watched Dairsmuid fade into the distance.<span style="color: green"><i>Good riddance.</i></span><br/><br/>Although she did stumble along comically at first, it didn’t take Luna long to adjust to the motions of the ship. It was rather calming, the way the ship gently rocked from side to side, groaning as it glided through the water. She could get used to this, she decided. It was definitely better than being stuck in a city like Dairsmuid.<br/><br/>While she was happy just watching the sea and occasionally checking to see what the others were doing, the sailors passed the time by gambling between chores. Several times, she considered asking them to teach her how to play, but something about the way they looked at her unnerved her. It was probably best that she didn’t lose the rest of her silvers, anyway. A few times, she was<i>sure</i>one of them had whistled at her, although she never caught them in the act. She didn’t know whether to be flattered or just annoyed.<br/><br/>Still, Jal and Reshad were respectful enough, now that they knew she was capable. Reshad, for his part, just seemed to be sizing everyone up. She wondered if he was picking out the weak links among them. After all, they would have to share the treasure in the end, and it didn’t help if any of them were dead weights. She shrugged. Maybe he was just curious.<br/><br/>She glanced at Aure and the Qunari, who seemed to be having a conversation on the other end of the ship. Next to Aure, the giant seemed even taller. She thought about joining them, but instead turned into the wind, her robes fluttering about her. She didn’t want to interrupt, and it was possible that they wanted to be left alone anyway.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>