<div align="center"><strong>GM Post</strong></div><br/>The captain cooperated with Kaspian as the Shadowhunter moved him around and attempted to make him comfortable. As all of that was taking place, the captain moved as if he were in no pain or discomfort at all - which might stand to reason, if he was so badly burned as he was.<br/><br/>"Speak English. Is good." The captain said in a hoarse, rasping voice that was strongly accented with Russian but understandable. "Am not vampire." The captain added. "Dying soon. Is good. Die as man." His empty sockets remained fixed at a point beyond Kaspian. "Crew dead. Should have sank ship but . . . have no courage. Then I see. And I know: we are all made of stars." The captain said. His voice was halting and the words were more forced and came with greater difficulty. "Can you see?" The captain asked, and then made as if to reach out for Kaspian, but then stopped.<br/><br/>"Not much time. Stowaway on ship. Took us to . . . eighth sea! Traveled into palace in stone, looking for the tomb of Solomon, for his ring. But he say . . . throne of Solomon empty." The captain gave a sigh as related these words, and then grew very still. It was almost as if he clung to life only to pass along this cryptic information to someone - anyone - else. Now, having done so, he relinquished his grasp on this mortal coil and expired.<br/><br/>Just after he spoke, an alarm began to chime on a nearby console, warning of some readings entering danger levels in the engine room. As neither Kaspian nor Kaleigh were trained in the operation of the vessel, it was difficult to discern the precise nature of the warning, but it seemed like the engine was overheating.