For the first time in a long while, Diego was exhilarated. His mind was feverish, reminiscing about adventures past and thinking about what is to come. If they were going to be going after Vendomur's treasure, either it was going to be well-guarded by some kind of magic, guarded by creatures that have taken up residence wherever the treasure was, or it was simply not going to be there. There was no way that a treasure like that could exist and not be guarded by something. Regardless of it all, he was yearning to get on this ship. He hadn't been on the sea for nearly a year and its call was now deafening.<br/><br/>“<span style="color: Green">I’m Luna; It’s good to have you two aboard.</span>”, said the elf in the robes. He gave nod and smile but said nothing. He started studying her first. She was excited, almost to the point of trembling with it. That probably meant that this would be her first voyage on the sea and also that she was young. It was amusing to watch her, although observing her curves were also an activity. Now why would Jal take such a fine, young lady onto the ship with them. Now either she had some remarkable talent, or...perhaps she was Jal's mistress? In time she ended up at the rear of the group with Diego shooting the occasional glance in her direction.<br/><br/>When they got to the ship though, Diego would be lying if he said he was impressed. He'd heard that Jal had acquired it from a gamble, and the boat looked it. It was shoddy, it probably leaked more than a rotted barrel, it was small, but it was floating and that in itself gave it and every ship a bit of charm. It promised an adventure on the sea if one treated her well. Although he was not impressed with the ship, he was excited about the time he would be spending on it.<br/><br/>The tour went as expected. The ship was not as well made as the more expensive ships but that was to be expected. She was stable, and Diego had no fear of her suddenly sinking mid-voyage, unless, of course, they were attacked by a bigger ship. His mind wandered into the past again, recalling his old ship, the infamous Blue Banshee. A smile sprung onto his face at the memory, seeing each bit of wood that made up the beautiful ship. Even though this ship was not as well made, it would sail with him on it and that made him happy.<br/><br/>In time the ship set sail, his excitement peaked as the ship was freed from the dock but soon simmered down as they went on their way. With Dairsmuid fading into the horizon, he stood around, observing the crew get to work. Chores were quickly completed, a good sign, and the men started to laze around. He sized up each of them, found them all to be acceptable crew members. Dal himself was adept at commanding them, an even better sign. Who intrigued him most out of Jal's crew who he thought to be the second in command. The man with the three studs in his ear. Diego had noticed him staring, sizing him up as he returned the favor. Already he did not trust him.<br/><br/>Besides the man with three studs, Diego started to acquaint himself with the rest of the crew. He was soon gambling with the others, rolling dice, losing money, winning it back, and having a good time throughout. He took out his lute and started to pluck a song, one that most wouldn't dance to but be satisfied with simply listening. It, coupled with the rush of the water against the ship, truly made it feel as if one were on an adventure. He played from a shady corner, sitting down. His fingers moved gracefully as his mind once again went back into his past. Instead of seeing something though, it was simply listening. During his time as captain, he made some of his crew members who were willing, pick up and learn an instrument, it didn't matter what. Anything from a flute to a barrel sufficed. It soon became a part of their own little culture. Everyone played something. And with that, hearing music on the ocean became something to fear for many because now it was an omen. It signaled that the Blue Banshee was close by and that most likely, your ship would be attacked and plundered.<br/><br/>He opened his eyes and saw the elf, Luna, enjoying the sea breeze. He looked at the man with three studs again. it seemed he was done observing him for now. Diego carefully took his sword from his belt, making sure that the rag it was wrapped in stayed wrapped around the blade. He stood the sword up against the wall before resuming his playing. He looked back at Luna and his curiosity grew. Why was she allowed to come if she was clearly so inexperienced? His curiosity festered for a bit before he finally shouted at her.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">First time on the sea, eh?</span>"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>