As Wiska lashed back at Spectra she sighed, before quietly muttering, "That's actually part of the problem." referring to her remark about not being a very GOOD demon. That was actually the part that tended to cause trouble, she was a pretty GOOD demon, but most are supposed to be BAD. A simple issue of semantics, but a rather important one in spiritual terms.<br/><br/>She didn't have long to worry about Wiska though, it wasn't long after that Sin returned and seemed to be a bit inebriated.<br/>"I assume, the captain didn't do the best job of PRETENDING to drink." She stated.<br/><br/>"There's only so long I can pretend before it's time to stop pretending." Sin then replied, somewhat mirroring Valspan's current dilemma of having much to taste, but nothing to eat.<br/><br/>"We met an unexpected... friend." Spectra then said, explaining the small cave now being mostly rubble.<br/><br/>"Huh..." Sin nodded, before looking over to see  Seydon with a little mousie in his hand. "Ooh! Mouse girl, yummy!" She said happily, holding out her right hand towards Seydon obviously assuming said mouse was a snack for her, and not the new friend Spectra just mentioned.<br/><br/>Rather than a mouse girl though Sin would find Spectra's hand placed into hers instead. "Don't you think you should be preparing for the raid, perhaps clearing your head a bit?"<br/><br/>"Pfft! I'm FINE! This is barely anything, the swim over will have me right as rain." She stated confidently before shifting around a little. "I think... MAYBE I could use a little help with my hair though..."<br/><br/>"Of course captain. Glad to help." Spectra replied with a smile helping Sin prepare for the oncoming battle.<br/><br/><br/>---------------------------------------<br/><br/>(I'm assuming Seydon might suggest for Meli to stay behind or try to say that the supplies in the boat could be used for building a new house, etc. Obviously she's not just gonna stay there, so...)<br/><br/>Upon hearing about the groups plans to raid that giant ship in the pier, and glaring deeply at Sin after her not so quiet statement of 'mouse girl, yummy', despite being encouraged to stay, Melissandra made it clear she would be accompanying Seydon until their journey was complete. She didn't want to settle for some makeshift little home. He was a prince, he should be able to set her up with something truly fitting of her stature! Metaphorically speaking, not literally... perhaps a little of both.<br/><br/>--------------------------------<br/><br/><br/><br/>Before long it was time, the raid had started. Valspan was first to set out, Wiska and Seydon helped get Sin and the rest most of the way across the pier quickly and quietly to avoid the group being noticed.<br/><br/>Spectra used her same trick as before, taking the form of a raven to fly up to the crows nest and keep an eye out. It wasn't long after she set down though, that a terrifying thought echoed through her mind... Not HER! Of all the possible deities, why her?!<br/><br/>Part of her would hope it was a fluke, a mere coincidence, but she knew better... she could feel it. There was a reason that thought emanated through the spirit realm and she picked it up... they were being watched, eyes were upon them, and not ones she felt particularly comfortable with.<br/><br/>The raven that was Spectra would begin to quickly look around as if she actually expected to see the Goddess somewhere around them, she should have known better though, that was highly unlikely to happen, she didn't make appearances like that, she just made her presence known through other ways... ways Spectra really didn't want to experience firsthand.<br/><br/>She had never met Arcadia before, but she had good reason to fear her. Spectra had been able to make agreements and come to amiable terms with the other gods of the land, but she'd heard things from them, stories about Arcadia, how the goddess loved war and violence, whose punishments could potentially drive a god to madness. Then there was Spectra, practically a non-combatant. It wasn't like she NEVER got her hands dirty, but she was always careful to walk a fine line to avoid inciting a conflict or anything that might ruin her fragile alliances, a demon who embraced love, who didn't want to fight or pick a side. Oh, she'd never met Arcadia before, but from the stories she'd heard, she was certain she never wanted to as Spectra sounded almost like the embodiment of everything the goddess would hate.<br/><br/>She wanted to run, she wanted to escape this menacing gaze upon her, but she knew she couldn't leave Sin and the rest like that, she couldn't provoke a reaction that might make things worse. She had to have faith that the plan would work, that was their only hope...<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Unaware of the spiritual turmoil taking place around them, Sin began to quietly climb up the side of the massive ship, the night time dip and adrenaline coursing through her veins indeed bringing her back to fighting shape, ready to claim the vessel as her own until she could retrieve what was rightfully hers...