The tall Tal'Rog man was built like a wall, though his expression was oddly calm, even for the news he had been given. His cousin, Rathu'Marth, was found dead, among the wreckage of his ship, some days ago. However, among those who were missing, was Rathu'Marth's personal slave. A T'Gari shifter. She had been a present, from Mino'Sadri to his cousin. Not only had she been very expensive, but the report from studying the wreckage, indicated they had been attacked by pirates. Likely, they had taken her, as additional loot. This could not be allowed to stand. But if he were to go out there himself, the culprits would not see another day alive. And Batiri would not stand for him risking his life like that.<br/><br/>He had to rely on outside help. Which brought him back to the current state of things. With him aboard this drakken woman's ship, negotiating a rescue..<br/><br/>"The terms of the contract are simple and clear, captain. No one's trying to cheat you here." 'Sadri said, a hoof clomping impatiently on the deck, as the drakken she-captain examined the contract. "Bring her back, unharmed, and you will be paid as indicated."