<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5c/Dantius.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>"Dantius "Ghost" Adelhiem<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>The<em>Albatross</em>, top deck<br/><br/><strong>Attention:</strong>OPEN<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Dantius nodded and simply walked away, he did not want to talk longer than he had to. Ulfric wasn't footing his bill, as far as Dantius was concerned he was an over-glorified carriage service. He would do his job in as much as it didn't interfere with his personal goals too much. He headed back down toward the middle of the top deck, making sure to stay out of the way of sailors. He supposed he could climb the ratlines, but the sailors were bustling about trying to keep the ship moving smoothly.<br/><br/>He stretched. He hadn't been comfortable shoved bellow deck, it was much too cramped for him, so he would only return there if he had to. He wondered what exactly it was that drew people to these desolate lands. His sharp eye scanned the outline of the landscape. It seemed like a whole lot of nothing. He thought he spied some ruins, but without a spyglass he couldn't be certain. His hair blew in the brisk salty breeze. Offending the expedition's leader was not something he'd trouble himself with.<br/><br/>He finally decided to sit on the railing and watch the horizon. If he was needed someone would find him. He took out his dagger and one of his remaining coins. The gold was soft and he began putting a small hole in the coin slightly below the rim where it had been struck. It would be useful if people were indeed about these lands, and it helped pass the time.