Corin had been up bright and early that morning, inspecting every nook and cranny of his ship to make sure that when his new crew arrived, docked at the far end of the port of Sailor's Island. Truth be told he was probably more nervous to meet them than they were to meet him. Why should they be nervous about meeting him? Corin was young and up to this point hadn't done anything particularly noteworthy, at least by this name.<br/><br/>He was a young man with an unusual skill at three things. The first was knowing the skies and winds of Arcadia. There were certainly better helmsmen than him out there traveling the world, the Captain honestly feeling that he managed to land one of the best, but his strength lied in seeing a series of decisions and instantly being able to choose which had the highest chance of success. It was this primary ability that lead him towards command, and in turn brought him here to being the Captain of his own ship!<br/><br/>The second skill was swordplay. Strapped to the man's side was a brand new rapier, studded with a simple metal guard and fairly little unique design, a parrying dagger resting just above that. Some of the money he had received to purchase this beauty of a vessel he also invested towards a new set of weapons, honestly believing that if his new crew saw him with a good weapon at his side, that would mentally translate to the belief that he must be a good Captain. Thus in turn he wouldn't lead them all into a sky tornado and send them scattering every which way through the clouds. It didn't make much sense, sure, but Corin thought it might help.<br/><br/>Lastly, he was an excellent cook. That came from his mother, and besides the previous two it was his favorite past-time. Even when inspecting this ship for the first time for purchase, the first place he went to was the kitchen.<br/><br/>The ship wasn't too large, enough for a 5 man crew to operate comfortably. There was a set of stairs leading down to an open lower deck for storage and cargo. Hammocks hung between large beams, 5 cannons tied down on the port and starboard sides of the lower deck. A separate room lead from there into the sectioned off engine room at the back. At the front of the lower deck was a second room where the life-rafts were housed. The upper deck was maybe 25 yards across, a raised platform at the stern of the ship leading to another exposed room, surrounded on all four sides by glass which housed the helm. Beneath this navigation and control room was traditionally where the Captain's quarters would have been. However Corin had completely remodeled the place to both act as their new kitchen (the original being completely inadequate), and dining area.<br/><br/>He'd rather sleep with everyone else anyway. The ship still had quite a bit of work that needed to get down, mostly polish though, the vessel was completely sky worthy as it was. So, it was with that nervousness, that he waited for them to arrive.<br/><br/>