No sooner had the sense of peace left Aodh, so did it for the rest of the ship. Though Cairn spoke only in a whisper, the sudden sharpness in her voice and tensing of her body immediately signaled to Mausen the need to make some scary noise. It barked, deep and loud, likely calling the sailors attention to the two adventurers at the bow over whatever it was that had landed on the deck.<br/><br/>Aodh was much more proactive. He glanced around for a loose, heavy piece of debris but, finding nothing, searches himself for something of use. In one of his pockets, he finds an empty inkwell, still stained black on the inside. His grip tightens on the empty vessel as he murmurs a few arcane words; it suddenly brightens and quickly beomes a torch-like light on its own. He winds up for the throw and chucks the inkwell across the deck, where it lands with a thud and rolls around to illuminate the area around the barrel.