(I figured she might have a little get-together chat with Spectra, catch up and whatnot, but, I know that's a lot of characters to juggle so, probably just safe to assume that happened on the side and she shared a little information about her current travelling companions, etc.<br/><br/>I wouldn't be surprised if Sara just got spit back out, considering... XD Unnatural! Ptoo! Lol )<br/><br/><br/>The captain found herself being guided toward the gateway by Spectra. She hadn't necessarily intended to partake in whatever this mystery event was, but Spectra's insistence that she was in good with the ruler of the land, and the promise that that might mean some opportunities for herself and her crew were enough to get her to go along.<br/><br/>It didn't take long for things to get weird though. This jungle was clearly different from the ones she was familiar with back home, especially as time and space seemed warped. Before she even realized that Spectra and Sara had been swept away, or taken to a different place, or whatever the hell happened to them, she was already facing the resident deity... apparently... Not quite what she imagined.<br/><br/>As the goddess spoke, the tigress crossed her arms and remained stoic, as usual, carefully watching and listening in on everything going on. The promise of rewards was certainly well and good. She wasn't sure it would turn out to be worth her while, after all, it wasn't likely they'd be getting chests full of gold and treasures for whatever trivial matter the citizens might ask assistance for, but the mention of a door prize of sorts was a good start.<br/><br/>Yiggy would find the pirate captain didn't really have much anything wooden on her at all. Most all her gear and accoutrements were metal, generally more fitting for her tough pirate persona. However, outfitting her with dragonwood equivalents of her current gear wouldn't hurt. There was her cutlass, of course. A couple pairs of brass knuckles, some metal claw guards she used when getting up close and personal with enemies. A bevvy of throwing knives lining her coat. Decreasing the weight but retaining the strength certainly wouldn't hurt. Even if she wasn't exactly struggling to carry the weight anyway.<br/><br/>"My ship is docked in the harbor. It needs repair. I suppose some of your 'reinforcements' on the bow and supports wouldn't hurt either." She paused a moment after stating her desire, before focusing on the actual purpose of this whole thing. "This seems... excessive... for such a simple task. Were I home I would simply send a cheetah as a messenger. Why would you go through such trouble just for an envoy? Surely your sisters should be... HAPPY... to hear from you?" She asked, her brow perking as she said happy, implying that she already realized there was probably more to this whole ordeal than what they'd been told.