Atmos’s hand sought his staff and his fingers seemed to caress the smooth wood as he looked at Niomah with a great deal of curiosity. It was often the one’s that where humble rather than those that boasted of their powers that where truly powerful. What game was she playing?<br/><br/>He flicked his gaze back to the Captain, “It is true that Druid’s can summon the wind when they have need. All my skills will be devoted to the safety of this ship Captain on that you can be sure.” Then he stood and stretched.<br/><br/>“Time I was earning my keep, I will dump my stuff and then go and talk to your cook as to where the supplies and water are stored.” He reached down and picked up his bag slinging it over his shoulder. As he walked towards the way down he angled his walk so that he was passing Niomah. Softly as he walked past he said, “I think we need to have a talk sometime.”<br/><br/>That said he carried on in his particular rambling way.<br/><br/>