Xarius' crossbow would remain leveled upon the descending body of the male harpy as he makes his way to the deck of the ship below. The paladin, set to remind them that even though capable of flight, the pair were not safe from an arrow. After listening to what the harpy had to say Xarius nods "While I appreciate your willingness to come down, you'd do well to remind your cousin that staying up in the rigging is an act of resistance, and any act of resistance taken against us will be dealt with swiftly." The neko warns, leveling his crossbow toward the male harpy's exposed chest for emphasis. "As a divine hunter of Sarenrae, I trust you won't be foolish enough to test the trueness of my aim....as much as I'm sure the denizens of the deep would appreciate a winged morsel such as yourself sent plummeting from the sky, delivered into their eager  jaws and bellies."<br/><br/>With all other matters on deck, having been attended to. Chira having taken the liberty of dealing with the sailors, and stripping away their weapons, and Delia ironing out the finer details of the crew's surrender. That left dealing with those sailors and soldiers left down below as the only loose end. With a quick nod in Mona's direction, the neko takes a moment to tend to the centaur's wounds once more. Placing a hand upon the side of her distended stomach, Xarius channels healing energy into her body. While all the while, marveling at how quickly her gut had gotten to work on the multiple meals within. Where Delia's tummy bulge was still very solid, the mage inside likely still, mostly intact. The hanging bulge in the centaur's middle was already far less defined, despite containing the bodies of several soldiers. "Your stomach works fast doesn't it?" the neko cannot help but comment, as he offers a gentle little rub across the expanse of Chira's gurgling gut, as he continues feeding her body healing energies.<br/><br/>The return into the depths of the ship, goes about as well as Xarius expected it to. Their absence has given what sailors and soldiers remain ample time to construct a crude little barrier. Not that it would be enough to keep them out, and with ranged weaponry now at his disposal, he needn't even cross that line to be effective at thinning thier numbers. Of course an all out fight is not what the paladin hoped to accomplish. As such he'd stick to diplomacy first, explaining how the ship had been taken, their captain been eaten, and those above had already agreed to the terms of surrender. Backed up by the imposing presence of Chira, and the magical prowess of Mona, it was no wonder that those apposed them had a hasty little discussion before agreeing to surrender.<br/><br/>Xarius waits patiently as Chira clears the way, tossing barrels out of their path, making short work of the sailors make-shift barricade. "A wise decision, surrendering that is. Now if you'd all be so kind as to drop your weapons, and gently slide them across the floor, this will all go a lot smoother" Xarius commends them as his crossbow glimmers brightly, illuminating the surrounding area. "Chira, see too it they aren't hiding any weapons on them, and are all unarmed, any who refuse to give up their weapons you've my permission to dispose of."  he instructs the centaur, knowing her to be ruthless enough to make a perfect fit for such a task. Xarius meanwhile would keep watch, crossbow at the ready should any of the surrendering party step out of line, fail to relinquish their weapons, or otherwise make an attempt to resist.<br/><br/>Standing watch as Chira proceeds to ensure all they found were properly unarmed, Xarius would lightly nudge Mona alongside him. "See any you like? Figure you've earned a meal for yourself, at the very least." he comments, not having missed her obvious mention of going unfed while the trio was still on deck. While he knew Delia had offered to give the mage, the man they'd previously imprisoned. Xarius would offer the red haired woman her pick of those displaying a reluctance to comply. "Perhaps we could even arrange for you to have yourself one of those harpies... especially if the second decides they'd rather not come down."  the neko having taken note of how Mona had been eyeing the one he'd been talking to earlier.