*the bard approached where the minotaur was at work. Seeing what was going on, he slapped a hand to his face. "Great...just great...first there were three, and now theres only one doing rather intimate things to her privates with his entire body...what am i going to tell the captain, 'your minotaur problem took care of itself, but now youve got a missing sailor problem?'" He was speaking out loud, partly to himself, partly to the minotaur.